"WHAT!?" Jim demanded as he stood up and lowered his hands.
"Ah, ah, ah." Gamble eased throwing Eliza to the ground still leaving the gun to him.
"I am not going to let you use me as a hostage Gamble." Jim replied.
Gamble laughed.
"I don't think you really have much of a choice brother. Plus, You would be better. If I took the kid they could hit me between the eyes before I even had a chance to pull my trigger, why, cause she could only block my waste down, if I picked her up and shielded my chest and heart with her, they could take out my legs before I could do anything. " Brain said still chuckling.
Jim said nothing.
"So now, you're my own personal body shield." Gamble said in a way that made Jim's blood freeze.
Jim looked around, licking his lips in nervousness.
"I'll make you a deal." He said breathlessly.
Gamble chuckled again.
"Jimmy, I don't think you're in ANY kinda position that allows you to negotiate." Gamble replied.
"Let Eliza go and I won't try anything S.W.A.T.ish on you. No tricks, no running." Jim replied.
"I have control over you if you hadn't noticed the situation Jimbo." Gamble pointed out.
"When you get out there are numerous tactics I could pull on you and that they could pull on you, if you let Eliza go, I won't pull anything over on you." Jim replied.
Gamble looked back at his gang.
"What do you boys think, any of you wanna baby-sit a kid?" Gamble asked.
Eliz quickly crawled on her hands and knees towards Jim.
"HEY!!!" Gamble boomed in anger.
Eliza crawled even faster to Jim, who bent down and Eliza buried her face and herself as much as she could in him trying to hide from Gamble.
"GAMBLE! Stop it, leave her alone, you're scaring her!" Jim scolded.
"Good, I don't think I gave her permission to move." Gamble said.
"You're going to make a terrible father." Jim hissed.
There was a long silence where no one said anything or moved anything. Jim felt Eliza tighten her grip on him. Jim grabbed the side of her head and gently shoved her head into her chest, putting his chin on top of her small head.
"ATTENTION, WE ARE SENDING IN A BAG PHONE!" Someone shouted through the megaphone, causing every living soul to turn his or her head to the door. After a couple of seconds there was a THUD signifying something hit the door.
Gamble got up and ripped Eliza from Jim's hands and laid her down on the ground, making sure she was lying on her stomach. Gamble squatted down next to her.
"What's your name sweetie?" Brian asked.
"Eliza." She mumbled her lip trembling.
"Eliza, ah, ok, now I want you to put her hands on top of your head, and I don't want you to get up until I tell you, ok?" Gamble asked.
Eliza nodded nervously.
"If you get up without my consent, I'm gonna shoot Jim right in the head." Gamble warned.
Eliza's eyes grew as big as quarters.
"No, PLEASE don't kill Jimmy!" Eliza begged.
"I won't have too, if you stay down." Gamble answered then stood up and looked at his old partner.
"Go get it Jimbo." Gamble answered pointing the gun at him.
"Fine." Jim growled.
"Hands on your head and hurry your ass up, and I MEAN FAST Jimmy. Don't try to escape cause you set one foot out of this building, your little friend is going to eat bullets." Gamble threatened holding a gun to her.
Jim put his hands on his head and turned around walking fastly to the door.
"Get to the door, on your knees! Don't talk to anyone, keep your head down and look at the ground, you look up she's DEAD JIM!" Gamble shouted the instructions at him.
Jim reached the door and dropped to his knees and opened the door grabbing the phone, and pulled himself back in.
"Get it back here!" He shouted, Jim walked clear over to where the others were and put it down on the table, returning the hand to his head.
"Thanks brother." Gamble answered smiling at him.
Suddenly it rang, the green light lighting up on it.
Brian pointed a gun at Jim, who glared at him in alertness.
"Answer it." Gamble replied.
Jim didn't take his eyes off Brian as he picked up the phone and held it to his ear.
"Hello." Jim answered.
"Jim thank GOD! My name is Blain; don't be scared, I'm here to get you out. Now Jim I need to know how many hostages there are in there." Blain asked.
"I can't tell you anything." Jim answered looking into Brian's eyes, Brain smiling at him, telling him 'good answer.'
"Ok, ok, when I get to the number of hostages in that room, say hello, ok. One." Blain began.
Jim said nothing but pretended as if he was listening to him talk.
"Two." Blain replied.
"Hello?" Jim asked disguising it as if there was a shortage or interference.
"Ok, good job Jim, good job, now ask the suspect if I can talk to him." Blain replied.
Jim looked back at Brian and lowered the phone.
"He wants to talk to you." Jim answered plainly.
Brain shriveled up his nose in disgust.
"Tell him to kiss my you know what Jimmy." He replied.
Jim returned the phone to
His ear.
"He said no." Jim answered simply.
"Ok, I need to know if you and the other hostage is ok, if everyone is ok Jim, say 'I can't tell you anything'." Blain replied.
"I can't tell you anything." Jim answered.
"Ok, good job, thanks for your help. Listen, we're trying to get you help we're working as fast as we can, but we can't do that if he won't let us talk to him." Blain replied, hinting Jim that he wanted him to ask Gamble again.
Jim lowered the phone and glared at Brian.
"If you don't talk to this guy you're never gonna get your sorry asses out of here." Jim shouted getting angry.
Brain turned around and looked at Jim glaring at him, not liking his bravery. After a couple seconds of hardcore glaring he walked up to Jim, snatching the phone from his hand, then holding it up to his ear and turning his back to Jim, who exhaled in relief, for he was expecting a punch or a back hand.
"What." He hissed.
"Hi, this is Blain from LAPD, how are you doing?" Blain asked.
"How do you think you loser?" Gamble asked.
"Ok, ok, calm down, how about you release those hostages and we can talk this thing out." Blain replied.
"Talk? How stupid do you think I am, you don't wanna talk, you're just trying to get the hostages out and you will come in here and kill me or put me in cuff and hale me to jail without even trying to talk. I don't WANT to talk. I came here to kill someone. Don't try to pull your psychological bull crap on me you loser, I WAS S.W.AT., I know what you're trying to do, every step." Gamble growled then slammed the phone down.
Jim looked at the phone.
"Who'd you come here to kill?" Jim asked.
Brain had his hands on his hips, his head down, sighing before he turned it towards Jim, and then smirked at his uneasiness.
"Don't worry Jimmy boy, it wasn't you." Brain assured him, talking in a serious manner.
"It was Fuller wasn't it?" Jim mumbled.
Brian then looked over at him again, then back at his boys watching the girl, then back at Jim, and took a step towards him.
"I wanted to give the S.O.B something to think about for even THINKING about putting me in the gun cage." Gamble said behind his teeth in furry, not furry towards Jim but furry towards the thought of the whole event.
"He wouldn't do much thinking if you killed him... did you?" Jim asked.
"No, the police were on me before I could even make it to his office, happy?" Gamble asked.
"No Brain, I'm not I hate the guy too, he's put more crap on me than ever since that day ok, but I love what I do, so I put up with it. And worse of all, that woman came into the office a couple days ago, she's suing the city, and if we loose, someone has to pay the millions of dollars she is demanding, and Fuller is hinting it to be me. And I don't have that kinda money, YOU KNOW THAT!" Jim replied.
Brain smirked.
"Wow, sucks to be you." Gamble admitted grinning.
"I shouldn't pay that and you KNOW it, I didn't shoot her!" Jim said starting to get angry.
"Oh so you want ME to pay it?" Brain asked turning his body to him.
"Well I don't wanna have 2 million dollars hanging over my head!" Jim shouted.
"Ha, I'm not paying that whore ANYTHING! We did the right thing and you KNOW it." Brain growled pointing at him, in Jim's face.
Jim looked at his old friend calmly.
"I know." He answered softly.
Brain looked at him then turned around, saying nothing more.
"Ok, we're taking control of this. We're going out." Gamble replied taking a hold of Jim by his throat, the positioning him in front of him and a gun dug into his right temple.
Jim winced.
"Hey, what are we going to do?" his posy asked.
Brain shrugged,
"Beats me." He admitted.
"Brain, please, are you going to let Eliza, go. Please if our partner and friendship EVER meant ANYTHING to do, let her go, she's just a kid." Jim begged.
He heard Brian sigh.
"Eliza get up." Gamble replied.
Immediately she jumped to her feet.
"Grab her Jim." Gamble said.
"Come here Eliza." Jim called reaching his arms out, quickly she ran into them.
"Ok, we're gonna take the focus off the back way, kill the officers around back and make a run to that car, we'll meet you there." Gamble called.
They nodded and ran around back.
"Ok, show time Jimmy." Gamble said evilly.