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Chapter 10
"What's all the commotion?" Chief Dooright asked as a patrolman rushed into his office.
"There's a woman holding Ziggy, Trixie, and Stingy, and an untold number of citizens hostage in the center of town! She says if Robbie, Sportacus, and Stephanie aren't there soon, she's detonating a bomb strapped to Ziggy's back!" He explained.
"Sweet Mother! She must be our bomber! I'll head down there and try to reason with her. You and some men get over to FunTown Hospital and get Sportacus released from the quarantine," the Chief ordered.
"And if he's contagious?" The patrolman asked.
"Pray to God he isn't," the Chief said, knowing that the hospital would think of something to get the hero prepared for the outside world. The young officer in front of him nodded and took off running through the precinct. Quickly the Chief got into his car and rushed down to the scene.
"You're stalling!" The woman shouted, still pointing the weapon at Ziggy's head.
"Sportacus is at FunTown Hospital. He's been exposed to toxic chemicals. We're trying to get the hospital to release him," one of the officer's explained, hoping that she'd understand. She didn't and proceeded to shoot Ziggy in the arm opposite his left leg.
"Any more lies and everybody dies!" She screamed.
"What do we do?" One of the officers wanted to know, losing his cool. One of his fellow officers smacked in the back of the head and said,
"Pull yourself together, man!" As they squabbled the SWAT team and Chief Dooright pulled up onto the scene.
"How bad is it?" The Chief asked.
"Really bad, sir. Ziggy has been hit twice and she thinks we're lying to her. She said anyone lying to her is going to get us all killed," the officer in charge, Sergeant O'Leary, told him.
"Anybody know the condition of Trixie and Stingy?" He asked.
"One wound each but other than that we can't tell much," O'Leary explained. The Chief nodded and grabbed the megaphone from one of the SWAT team.
"My name is Chief Dooright and I'm here to help you get what you want but we need a sign of good faith. Why don't you let the people in their cars go?" He asked.
"You're stalling again. I already told you what happens if you stall," she stepped a little closer to Ziggy and now the barrel of the gun was pressed into his forehead.
"Stephanie, Sportacus, and Robbie are on their way from FunTown but it will take a little while. Just let the people in their cars go and we can all breathe a little easier," Dooright said.
"All right. I guess I can do that. No officers any closer than they are right now," she said before shouting at Trixie, who had crawled over to Stingy,
"You with the pigtails! Get up!" Slowly Trixie did so, still holding her shoulder.
"Go to the cars and make sure everyone is out of them or I shoot you again," the woman ordered. Trixie moved as quickly as she could, checking the six cars that were close to the fountain. Four people scurried behind the police line and Trixie headed back toward the crazy woman.
"That's close enough," she said before pumping a bullet into Trixie's gut. The girl screamed and fell down. Stingy screamed out for her and tried to crawl toward her but the woman saw this and shot him in the other leg.
"You can both bleed to death right there," she smirked. By now Ziggy was incredibly angry and he made a move to head toward the woman but she wheeled around and once again he found the gun pointing at his head.
"Oh no my little friend. You and I have places to be and people to kill," she said.
"That was not part of the bargain! Let us get them to the hospital!" Dooright shouted over.
"Anyone crossing that line, who isn't Robbie, Sportacus, or Stephanie, dies. You got that?" She asked pulling out another nine-millimeter handgun.
"We get it!" Dooright called back and turned to the SWAT team leader, Stephen James.
"Does anyone have a clear shot at her? The only way we end this is by blowing her head off," the Chief said.
"I have snipers looking for the solution. How much longer until they get here?" Stephen asked.
"At least ten minutes," Dooright shook his head.
"We don't have that long. Trixie will be dead any minute now," Stephen said. He turned to his men and grabbed a bullet-proof shield.
"What are you doing?" The Chief wanted to know.
"Saving her," the SWAT team leader said. Meanwhile, Robbie, Sportacus, and Stephanie were being rushed to the scene, unsure of what they would find or what exactly the crazy woman had in mind for them.
To Be Continued…