"Hello, my name's Constable Brooks, but you can call me Daniella. What's your name?" I replied, signalling to Terry that he had answered.
I heard him chuckle. One that made my hairs on my neck stand up. "Call me Bob."
"Okay Bob, we have your pizza, as I understand you have ordered for the price of two hostages." Man do I make it sound casual...
"Yes-yes I did, Leave it at the door for me, and I will get one of the girls to check for me."
I wrote what he said on the whiteboard. “Is anybody hurt Bob?" Writing ‘injuries’ on the white-board.
“No, not yet.” Bob replied, I placed a cross, I turned to Paul, who nodded.
"Your pizza, its almost at the door."
I heard Bob’s deep voice, and he chuckled, it made my skin crawl… Bang, it sounded like a pop.
“Shots fired!” Paul shouted to Sean whose eyes shot up, went wide and ran over to Jinx.
My stomach sank a little.
I heard Bob chuckle. “Don’t get your knickers in a twist, I just shot the wall, I’ll let one of the girls check the door." I heard him mutter again, I saw the door crack open, and a blond woman appeared. I could see the mascara runs down her cheek. She looked back into the building. "Okay, only one foot outside the door, and then grab the box." Placing one foot outside, I heard Bob's gun click, The woman grabbed the pizza and took it back inside. I could see her shaking as her fingers gripped the box on the ground, her frame shaking from nerves.
I could hear "Bob" breathing, "Good, you and you can go. Daniella? I'll be in touch." Then I heard the dial tone.
Terry walked over, "Sit-rep?” He sat on the hood of a car, crossing his arms over.
"We heard shots fired, no known injuries, I think it's a warning shot, he think we're planing something. It could be a distraction. One will still be inside. Once our hostages have been de-briefed we could work out who's our third hostage." I pointed to the two women running out side-by-side hugging each-other.
"Okay, I’ll get Ben and Sean to talk to the two who just came out. Call him back." I nodded as Terry walked over to Sean and Ben.
I tried ringing the number but it rang out, i called a few more times with only the sound of the phone ringing out. I tried once again, this time it was picked up..
"H-hello?" I heard shallow breathing.
"Hi, my names constable Brooks may I ask who I'm talking to?"
"I-I can't say. But Bob has said to, not to ring anymore or-or he will h-hurt me." I put in texta we have contact from third hostage - a male- and a threat.
"Can you put me on with him?"
"N-no. I have to g-go." I then heard the dial tone again.
"We can't risk his life." I turned to Paul.
Paul ran fingers through his hair. "No we can't, but this guy, I think we have come across him before. But he wasn't in so much depth. I remember the voice." He started to pace back and forth.
"Which he are you refering too?"
"Our hostage, I've heard of him before. but no- Bob."
"He knows what his doing, but wait...."
Bang
I felt a massive gush of heat coming from the building. I dropped to the ground and the whiteboard dropped ontop of me.
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My Bullet-Proof Vest
Teen FictionMy phone beeped... code violet. Armed Robbery, Hostages and crime rings. I've seen it all. Occupation? Police officer. But when you think you know everything, well I should mention I'm also a high school student. And then there's him. Who had my par...