He wasn't sure how long it had been but Danny had sat watching Alex clean the side of his gun. Every idea that had passed through Danny's head for escaping had ended up as a disaster with him getting hurt or killed. He knew Steve was at this moment preparing himself for a sign from Danny. But he wasn't sure if he could give him that sign. All Danny could think of was Grace and how he wanted to go home to her at the end of the day. Trying something right now could prove too dangerous. But still, Danny was getting sick and tired of sitting in that chair, trussed up like some turkey. Danny knew he wasn't the best talker when it came to calming down situations, but he had no choice.
" So do you have any family? A wife, children?" He asked.
"Like you care." Alex grunted back.
"I wouldn't have asked. I have a daughter."
"Good for you." Alex didn't look up to Danny, he carried on shining the side of his gun.
"How would you family react knowing you were here, doing this?"
"I have no family okay, Jay is it."
"No parents?"
"Parents? Ha! They weren't even that. Dad left when we were kids and Mom is locked up."
"But still, how would they react if they knew you were here?" Danny asked. Alex looked up to him and Danny noticed the evil glare he had.
"They have never cared about us, so why start now." Alex stood up and went to the window once again.
"I am sure they do."
"You don't know anything about me or my family... cop! So don't even try!"
"I just to understand you more, if we are going to be together for a while its good to know each other."
"Let me guess, you are a hot headed cop who thinks he can break the rules when he likes. Threatening to pop a cap in someone if you don't get your way. A kid you hardly see because you don't give a damn about her..."
"You don't know jack about me!" Danny yelled back. "I love my daughter. You don't get to talk about her!" Alex placed the gun in the back of Danny's head.
"Don't like it now the question has focused on you ha? Shut the hell up!" Alex demanded. He headed over to the small kitchen section of this moderate hotel room. It housed a mini fridge a sink and a side counter that had a kettle, toaster and a tray of complimentary coffee and teas. He picked up a glass and turned the tap on, filling the glass with water. He took a few sips, placing the glass on the side when he was refreshed. Danny looked at him and realised that he could do with some water. The bump on his head was throbbing and his headache was still sticking around. Alex looked over to him. He grabbed another glass and filled it with water. He went over to Danny and let him sip from it.
"Thank you." Danny said. Alex placed the glass on a small table near Danny and took a seat in a chair that sat near a TV set. He turned it on and started flipping through the channels. Danny felt a sudden jump in his heart. He knew that if the news had got wind of the death of Jay, they would broadcast it. And that would mean bad news for Danny. He turned to look at the screen. Alex flipped through channels of talk shows and reality programs. He stopped at a news channel as the familiar image of the hotel front came across the screen. Danny's heart sank. He needed to distract Alex from hearing the news.
"You really think watching the TV is going to help..."Danny started.
"Shut the hell up!" Alex yelled at him not turning from the TV. Danny needed to do something else. He glanced over to the glass on the table and lifted his bound feet. He kicked hard and the glass flew off the table and across the room. It shattered as it hit the foot of the nearby bed. Alex turned around and glared at Danny.
"What the hell..."
"I was just trying to stretch." Danny said.
"Dont try it..." Alex stopped when the news report caught his attention.
"The robber is still held up in the hotel above the jewellery store as he holds a detective as a hostage. Police remain in a holding pattern around the hotel hoping to quell the situation. But as word comes from hospital that the second robber has died, we wonder how longer this hostage situation can go on."