A cloud slowly crept in front of the sun as Levi headed across the parking lot towards his pick up. The asphalt had fractured and weeds had begun to sprout between the cracks. As he approached the truck he reached in between his cheek and gum and tossed out his dip. He pulled his keys out of his front left pocket and unlocked the door.
The south exit of the parking lot was blocked off by an old Cadillac that had had it's wheels stripped and was sitting on cinderblocks. The other exit was connected to the first Mcdonald's that the city of Willard had ever had. One of the windows had been boarded up after someone threw a brick through it one night. There were usually a few homeless people hanging out by the dumpsters out back searching for food or loose change that was dropped at the drive thru window.
As Levi turned left onto Steele street he took out his phone and checked the missed call. He called back and listened to the dial tone.
"Hey, Allen, you called?" asked Levi.
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