"Shit," William grumbled while Damien had already sprinted after the man. The two bolted out of the same back door exit, looking left and right, their eyes quickly scanning the area to see where Joseph could have gone.
There are a few junk cars at the back of the shop and a wide area with tall grass. Movement on the right caught their attention and they saw Joseph Bennet just as he emerged from hiding behind a wall of the next building and dashed toward the dirty patch of grass and mud.
Damien didn't think. He pushed his heels on the ground and ran.
"Goddamnit. My shoes aren't made for running!" William grunted. "They're a thousand dollars!" he added as if to make a point.
