Dreams That I Have

Finding My Family Scene

This is unedited. Hope y'all enjoy. There are a couple of spoilers in here for book 1 Finding My Purpose. Let me know what y'all think and if y'all want book 1.

Daphne's POV:

"What've we got?" I question the detective and the SWAT team leader as I walk up to them.

"Guy with a gun in the restaurant. He let most of the customers go but one of them told us that there are eleven people still in the restaurant that he didn't let go. Snipers were only able to confirm the presence of four hostages. If there are eleven hostages in there seven of them are blocked from our view."

Nodding, I look around. The scene is crawling with other cops, SWAT team members, and paramedics. The news crews are behind the barricades filming everything. Now is not the time to be overstimulated but I can't help it. I take a deep calming breath.

"Have you made contact with this guy? Do we know his name?"

"We made contact but he wouldn't tell us his name. We asked if we could come in and talk this out and he said only one person could come in. We're still trying to decide who to send in."

"There are cameras inside right?" I question.

"There are but nobody has been able to access them." The detective responds.

"Well, I believe I can help with both of your problems."

They back away from the table as I move to stand in front of one of the many laptops on the table.

My fingers flying across the keys brings back memories of high school. I learned how to code my freshman year and then I began hacking into stuff. I didn't do it often and I never changed any grades or anything like that just a couple of harmless pranks.

"And we have a visual folks!"

Oh shit!

"The reporters are gonna have a field day when they find out who is in the restaurant."

"Why?"

"Who is it?"

"These five here are a girl group called Fifth Harmony and the people across from them are the cast of the TV show Lakedale." I point to the screen as I talk.

Four people in the restaurant I was hoping to never see again. A wave of dread washes over me but I still have to do this.

"And how are you going to fix the issue of who's going in?"

"I'm going in." I reply as I sit my phone down on the table.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Asks the detective.

"I'm a trained negotiator. I've handled worse situations, and I can handle this one."

The SWAT team leader hands me an earpiece, which I slip in. Then I pull my radio from my belt.

"Make sure you leave your radio open so we can hear what's going on in there."

"That's what I just did. Why don't you call him back and tell him someone is coming in."

I return my radio to my belt and remove my gun, handing it to the SWAT leader.

"Be careful." She says and gives me a small smile.

"I will be." I respond, returning the smile.

"He said come on in."

I nod, take a deep breath, and head for the front doors of the restaurant. Once I reach the double doors I slowly grab the handle and open one.

"This is the negotiator, I'm coming in!"

I blow out a quick puff of air and cross the threshold. All but one person should know it's me based on my voice, hence why I announced my arrival.