A Run of Luck

In the predawn darkness of April 1,traffic was sparse on the four-lane US-89, known locally as the Mountain Road on Davis County's east side. For the clerk of an isolated all-night service station and convenience store, the graveyard shift had been long and tedious. But a lone male shopper, wearing a light-colored hoodie, who seemed to be taking an unusual amount of time selecting merchandise, made him more than a little uneasy. Suddenly the young, dark-complexioned customer thrust a gun in...