Part 7

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“Two minutes,” Aisling said, looking at the clock.

“Two minutes until we find out what is wrong with Tobias,” Sinead replied, looking to the brunette.

Staring at the communications device for what felt like an eternity, it started to beep, startling both girls slightly.  Picking it up, Aisling hit the accept button.

“Admiral King,” Aisling said, knowing it would be the lady.

“Aisling, Sinead,” she greeted, not knowing which one she was talking too.

“Have you got the information we asked for?” Aisling asked, cutting to the chase.

“We do,” the Admiral replied, pausing.  “Tobias Brink, male, thirty-nine years old, born in Sydney and has a long medical history.  Most of it is related to on the job injuries but one thing stood out, he was diagnosed as schizophrenic at seventeen years old; he’s currently on medication to control it.  If he has his medication on him, he should be fine, otherwise take whatever action you think is necessary with him if he becomes a danger.”

“Thanks for that,” Sinead said, noticing the stunned look on Aisling’s face.  “We’ve also found out something about this building too.  There is an elevator which appears to have been hidden behind a bookshelf on the thirty-fifth floor and two of the people we are trapped with work here and neither of them knew of its existence before now,” she added, giving the woman something to use.

“That is very useful.  See if you can find out more about it.  We will contact you in twenty-four hours for an update,” Valerie King said, ending the call.

“I think we should go look for something to tie a person up with now,” Aisling said, looking into Sinead’s blue eyes.

“I think we should too,” the girl agreed, not saying anything more.

Looking around the room they were currently occupying, they found an extension cord with sticky tape around it and a bag of cable ties.

“They will come in handy,” Sinead said, taking them from the brown eyed girl.

“We should go hide them on the fortieth floor just in case we need them; keep them close by,” Aisling suggested, looking to Sinead.

“Good idea.  We can also check that floor for things too, we just have to be quiet though,” Sinead said, letting Aisling walk in front of her.

Making sure the coast was clear, they started to head up the stairs again.  Making it to the fortieth floor without any problems, Sinead hid the ties and extension cord in the air vent as Aisling searched for more equipment.

Finding a rope, Aisling walked over to Sinead and handed it to her to add to the other stuff they had.

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Watching the two Irish women enter the room again, Charlotte got to her feet and motioned for Nicholas to follow her.  Taking his hand in hers, she exited the room and headed down a few flights of stairs before pulling the man into one of the rooms.

“This is unexpected,” Nicholas said, looking into sparkling green eyes.

“I know, I wanted to get away from everyone else for a few minutes and I wanted to be with you,” she said, captivated by him.

“I know the feeling,” Nicholas responded, wrapping an arm around her and heading over to the windows.

“If there were no buildings in the way and this wasn’t the result of a tsunami, it would look very beautiful,” Charlotte said, looking out at the sea in front of them, thankful for a break in the storm which kept pouring down.

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