Chapter Seventeen
Hideout: The closet…
Colby put Larry with Charlie, Alan, Millie, and Amita inside the closet and ordered them to stay quiet and not to go anywhere unless the shooters come inside and to find a way out of the hospital, if possible.
"Will help come?" Charlie asked, anxiously
"David is phoning LAPD and other members of the FBI as we speak, but it is possibly going to be awhile before they get here." Colby said grimly, then quickly adding:
"Just hang on for at least ten minutes, Okay?"
"Sure," Alan said, both anxiously and sarcastically, "What can happen in ten minutes anyway?"
"Alan, look," Colby said patiently, "There are several security guards on their way to the floor, and plus, it has been six minutes since everything began."
"I'm sorry," Alan said, "I'm just worried as to what could happen."
"I know," Colby said, "don't worry about, just stay here and let us do our jobs until help comes."
"Be careful Colby," Charlie said
"I will be, and don't worry, everything will end up okay." Colby said as he went to the direction of the gunshots, determined to be right about the whole situation.
