Rebuilding - Highlands

A tall man pushes through the police tape hanging around a busted up bar. He walks inside, stopped to stare at the blood stains on the floor. Bending over he lifts up a table and looks at the rubble underneath. He sighs softly.

The place was torn apart, quickly abandoned by the police and then shortly afterwards robbed and gutted. The windows busted out, the cash register smashed. The place was a mess.

He stands and walks into the back, he quickly finds where the security equipment used to be. He kneels down under the empty desk and reaches back to the wall. He presses at the corner and slides open a false portion of the wall revealing a second vcr system. Removing the disk, he holds it in his hand for a moment.

"No... No need, doesn't matter," He mutters before snapped the disk, "no evidence. No witnesses, just mysterious bodies."

He stands and walks back out the front, "Time to rebuild then."