Brainstorm:
I need ideas for a short story, crime. Help?

She had just gotten finished up with work, and was about to clock out. As she wiped the counter off, she heard the door open at the bar. Her head shot up and she groaned. "we're actually closed right now, sir," she said, throwing the towel down, looking at the tall man in a trench coat. "I just want a glass of water," the deep voice said, sending a chill down her spine. She cleared her throat, pointing at a chair in front of her. He sat down as she grabbed a tall glass, filling it with tap water. "you work alone?" he asked chugging down the water. She exhaled and said "actually my boss is in the back," she lied, knowing her boss already left. "oh, well, that's too bad.." he said. she laughed nervously "yep..i-it is," stuttering. "it's not such a good idea to lie, now is it," he said, making the lady widen her eyes. "this won't take long, so just empty the register." her eyes shot with fear, as the man held a gun right between her eyes.

Explanation:

lord, thank you wattpad. sorry this took so long, i was bout to right a whole chapter.

it is an infinitive phrase with a subject.

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