Ch. 12- Rescued
"Bam!" A door crashed open.
"NDPD! Get away from the girl!" The man, holding the knife, smirked.
"Ahhhhh!" Olivia howled in shock and agony. "Ugh!" She dropped the phone and clutched her torso on the right side. Blood was pouring from her nude waist, it quickly seeped and covered her whole left hand.
"Bang!" A gun shot rang out. Yelling echoed in the dark room. It was illuminated with led flashlights. Officers rushed toward Olivia and arrested the wounded perp.
"Olivia!" Elliot yelled hearing the screams and gunshot.
An officer picked up the open flip phone, "Who is this?" A male's voice asked.
"What did you do to her you sick freak?" Elliot Hilliard into the receiver.
"Woah, sir! I'm, Detective James, part of NDPD, who are you?"
"Detective Stabler, NYPD. Is she okay?" What happened?"
"The girl was stabbed, we have EMTs with her. She's going to Hollydale Hospital."
"Is she alive?"
