"Who knows? Weeks, years, couple months maybe. Guess it was just that kinda thing, you know? Wakin' up one day and bam it hits you that you're in it with a complete sucker."

First he blew my cover, now he kicked down my hideout. The shelves were falling fast and I almost didn't make it to the next.

But when I made it to the last I knew I'd won.

"I'd have pulled a quiet disappearance act, but I figured that'd only set you on my trail like some sorta sad dog still lookin' for his owner."

Hide and seek was one thing, but I came prepared. My little book shop had a little secret. And that secret was a door, leading into my special storage room where I was packing enough heat to get rid of my visitor once and for all and then some.

Old habits really did die hard and with Clarence hiding in my past it didn't do well to just rely on your luck.

"So what the hell, kill two birds with one stone, right?"

Which only worsened the taste of my luck turning sour.

"Only you don't know when to leave well enough alone."

As the last shelf fell I reached for the hidden door only to find it hopelessly stuck. With the next cover too far away the only thing standing between me and him now was the cloud of dust.

And even that wouldn't last very long.