Steve walked down the hallway of his first floor. It was all quiet and Steve was sure there was no gunman on this floor. He seemed to have a sense of when someone with a gun was near. It really annoyed Danny.

"Is that like a Gun-Dar?" Danny has asked one morning as they drove away from a crime scene.

"A Gun-Dar? What is that meant to be?" Steve had asked him.

"You know like a radar, but you sense guns and just general danger, which could explain how we always seem to find the danger no matter where we are."

"If I hadn't have sensed that one, you may not be here right now complaining about it."

"Don't get me wrong, I am grateful you were able to channel that Super Seal Steve physic ability, but maybe its not the right ability to have. I am just saying, I would rather you could see the future and tell me next week lotto numbers."

"So knowing the lotto numbers is better than sensing a gun man hiding behind a house?"

"Not better, but your ability has a habit of getting me shot at. I am just saying."

Steve smiled as he recalled the incident and the following cargument. But Danny was right, not that Steve would admit it. He did have a way of knowing where the gunmen were. But something was telling him he was on the wrong level. All the rooms were quiet, most of the doors were open from the hurried evacuation only minutes before. He had looked in every room along the floor but there was no sign of the gunman. He hoped the others were having better luck.

Danny exited on floor 5, his gun raised as he crept through the floors. He quietly tried each door handle as he passed each door. He leant in to listen at each door he passed, not sure what exactly he was hoping to hear. He passed 2 rooms and each had been locked. The next door looked to Danny to be a closet. He tried the handle and it slowly opened. He gently pushed the door open, his gun raised high in case of an unexpected attack. The door opened, but the only danger was of over fluffy towels. Danny quietly closed the door and headed further down the corridor. He stopped when he noticed a door slightly open further down the hall.

Quietly Danny tiptoed towards the door and put a hand on the handle. He slowly pushed it open and peered inside. The room was a normal hotel room and had no signs of disruption. A suitcase lay on the bed, a few clothes lay over the case and spilled onto the bed. Danny cautionary stepped into the room, his gun almost leading the way. Nothing seemed out of place as he stepped in. The single chair that all hotel rooms seem to have, was covered in coats. He pushed the door of the bathroom open and looked inside, satisfied no one was inside he headed further into the room. A laptop sat on the side, a cup of coffee beside it.

Danny headed to the lounge area of this large hotel room, Danny realized the room was larger than his actual house and was distracted by his envious streak. His momentary lapse was all the figure behind him needed. The figure appeared from a hidden closet behind Danny and tackled Danny to the ground. The two fell hard onto the ground and Danny tried to throw his attacker off by rolling over, but the figure was agile and managed to dodge the punch Danny headed in his direction. Danny noticed his gun had fallen from his hand as he had fell to the ground, so he attempted to reach for it but the figure kicked the gun away and swiftly planted a kick into Danny's stomach as he lay on the ground. Danny looked up to his attacker, knowing it was the gunman.

He kicked his leg out and caught the man on his legs, the gunman fell over. Danny took the chance and scrambled over for his gun. He grabbed hold of it and pointed it blindly towards the man, but a kick was planted on Danny's gun holding arm. The gun shot a round off as it flew from his hand. Danny felt the pain course down his hand and into his arm. The gunman grabbed Danny around the neck and dragged him across the room towards the door. Danny tried to fight him off but he was starting to feel weak from the days events.

The man pulled him into the corridor and flung him across the floor. Danny clattered into the wall.

The man walked over to him and stood above the downed officer.

He pointed a gun towards Danny and all Danny could do was close his eyes.

A gunshot sounded.