Sweet Dream, Silver Screen
"What kind of a picture is that?" Mitch asked with a scoff.
"The only one of her I have," the man replied with a carefree shrug. "Have you seen her?"
"Yeah, on the security camera," he said and pointed out the clunky old camera perched over the top shelf of booze. "Apparently she and some other guy had it out with Randall, who was the bar tender on shift before me, and his buddy Ian. A customer who followed them outside said they left in a pink Cadillac."
"Pink Cadillac," the man repeated with glee. "So this customer who followed them out, he didn't by any chance get a license plate number, did he?"
Mitch nodded. "As a matter of fact he did, but it'll cost you another bill, though."
The man le