The Sports Bar: A Short Story

Stricken with fear she hesitates once and then Russell calls up to her, “you need to jump now, they're here to catch you," almost instantly after Russell spoke she emerges from the window and she lands on top of Russell.
The firefighters lowered the safety net and the escapees from the burning apartment building to the ground. The mother stands up and hugs Russell with all of her available strength, and he hugs her back. EMT’s run up to the two of them embracing and separate them, Russell is pulled away to the back of an ambulance and an air mask is forced upon his nasal cavity. Russell waits for his vitals to be checked by the EMT. When Russell was cleared, the sunlight from the sunset was glaring in his eyes and he began to be head home. He inserts the key in the slot. He then turns the knob around twice to the right and then opening the door.
Russell sets his keys down on an old original Wells Fargo wooden safe that he acquired from his grandmother three years prior. He took off his tank top, gets on the floor and starts doing twenty
While parking in the back, he intuitively notices two more ambulances speeding through the streets, between the sports bar and the neighboring lot. Worried he takes out his iPhone and calls “Gregory Frude”, nothing. Afterward, he called “James”, again nothing. “Maybe there not picking up because they’re inside already and they can’t hear or they’re driving still.” He tells himself. Inside, he waits at the podium for a waiter to seat him, finally after a few minutes of waiting, a girl named “Ashely”, came to sit him in the dining room. However, half of her face was in tears and the other half of her face was trying to remain calm and composed. Ashely grabs a napkin, wipes her tears. Then she turns to look at Russell. She asks, “How many are with you in your party