Try the staff room

Looking back and forth down the aisle, and casting one last forlorn glance at her tattered shirt, Olivia through an arm across the pale green bra she was wearing and made her way as quickly as possible back through the store, towards the relative safety of the back room.

She was **** to pause in her journey twice, as various customers came nearby and she had to duck down and hide, but finally she was one last dash from the door, and her final shot at safety.