Chapter 9 as promised loves 😘🤗....
Outside the house, police officers swarmed the lawn and stood at every possible entry or exist point. From a makeshift, control room in the back of a SWAT bus, the voice of the commander could be heard clearly.
“He sounded like he was on to something. We need to try get them out, before whatever drug he’s on wears off.”
“Call them back, and let the negotiating officer in command talk to him,” said Dave, who was a nervous wreck.
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“Answer it and put it on speaker” Andrew managed to day as he took more sniffles.
“Hey Andrew this is Commander Jeffery, and I was wondering if we could say, have a little talk.”
“I don’t walk to talk to none of you”
“Let’s just talk it out my man. Say, what do you want, anything.”
There was a pause. Thelma could see that Bree was crying. It was a pause that seemed like eternity. A deathly silence.
“I want all the swat team to back off. Need ‘em snipers to get off the roofs. Need the troopers to leave the yard. I need a new Cadillac and a chopper waiting for me.”
Thelma could see the redness of his eyes and knew that he was high.
Then Andrew’s phone rang.
“You tell Jeffery how we’re gonna do this, your terms Andrew” said Thelma, more confidently than how she felt.
Andrew rolled his eyes and put it on speaker.
“Hey Andrew, you got what you wanted, the chopper and the car, now am gonna need something, the hostages Andrew, okay?”
“No,” said Andrew into the speaker.
Thelma felt her stomach turn and Bree, well she didn’t know what to feel at this point.
Andrew continued, “We’re all going out a here together and if anything happens everyone’s gonna die here with me.”
“We kept our side,” said Jeffery firmly, were gonna need Thelma and the daughter.”
“Fine,” muttered Andrew, “when I get into the car I’ll give them to you.”
He cut the connection then sat down on Bree’s bed.
“They’re gonna take me out aren’t they?” His voice was ragged, and he was breathing heavily. Beads of sweat rolled down his eyes as he took another sniff.
At this point she wanted to scream yes and they should! But instead she felt herself saying something else.
“You keep your gun to my head, and they’re not gonna try to beat your trigger squeeze”
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The Stranger She Loved (COMPLETED)
Подростковая литератураNineteen year old freshman college student Brianna "Bree" Parks is attacked on her running trail one morning. She is saved by a mysterious guy who she begins to fall in love with. Her best friend and ex- boyfriend have doubts and they will help to r...
