Taking another bite, he let the thought settle, a hint of pride warming him as he savored his small victory. The next morning, as Henry was wrapping up his shift, the manager arrived early having been notified of the silent alarm. His eyes widened as he took in the scene: police tape, lingering officers, and, of course, Henry looking a little worse for wear but standing tall.
“Henry, I heard what you did last night,” his boss said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. “You went above and beyond—you saved the place. I can’t thank you enough.” Henry managed a tired smile, shrugging off the praise with modesty. “Just doing my job.”