Another Direction

I reached for the door, my fingers on the cool metal handle when blue eyes spoke.
"Are you following the girl?"

Girl? Oh, yeah. I'd followed the girl in the Abecrombie & Fitch hoodie. I looked around and realized she was nowhere to be seen.

"I guess so. Where'd she disappear to?" And how could I do the same?

"You saw her come in here?"

I nodded. The guys near the urinals had straightened. I noticed one of them touch his ear. The shadow of a curly wire hugged his neck and disappeared into the collar of his dark shirt. He spoke quietly to the guy beside him who nodded. A leather shoulder holster peeked from beneath his jacket. The three sober faced compadres now stood shoulder to shoulder, their attention on Mr. Blue Eyes. A state of waiting descended on the bathroom.

"What's going on here." I asked, not sure I really wanted to know.

"You'll have to come with us, miss."

"Go where?" They surrounded me like quarry in the desert.