The door shattered, sending shards of glass everywhere, while an alarm blared inside the store.
Behind her, the mob cheered so she gave a prolonged bow.
“Watch out!” Annette yelled.
Corey whirled around and faced a man cocking a baseball bat over his shoulder.
She ducked and the bat passed over her head with a whoosh of air. She scurried backwards a few steps, lost her balance and fell to the pavement.
The man with the bat loomed over her with a look of determination in his eyes. “Looters, go home.”