Disclaimer: Don't own Automan—wish I did. Please don't sue. Besides ya' wouldn't get anything outta me right now, anyway. All of the disclaimer see Chapter 1.
Ch. 7--Getting Help
In the LAPD municipal building, a young, blond woman, Roxanne Caldwell, sat at her desk outside of the captain's office going through the paperwork on top of her desk when she noticed what looked like a partial ball of light sticking through her desk. She let out a small, startled gasp then quickly glanced around to make sure no one noticed her or her desk. "Cursor! What are you doing here?" she whispered harshly.
Cursor appeared above her desk for a brief second before transforming himself into a simple letter. Roxanne picked up the letter and quickly read it. She let out another shocked gasp and nearly dropped the letter as what she read sank in. With the letter still in her hand, Roxanne swiftly got up and headed to the captain's office. A man with graying black hair was discussing with a balding man with graying black hair the possible whereabouts of Wally.
"Wally should have been back by now," said the graying black-haired man, Lt. Jack Curtis.
Both men looked to the door when they saw it open and Roxanne walked in. She looked shook up. She had overheard the last statement and said, "I know why he isn't." She addressed her next statement to the balding man. "Captain, I just received this letter from a messenger. It's from Agent Mann. You'd better read it."
'Wally, what have you gotten yourself into now?' thought Jack worriedly after seeing the look on Roxanne's face as he took the letter. The captain told him that Wally said he would get his federal friend, Agent Mann, to go with him to investigate a tip on a possible recent murder in an old office building. He read the letter out loud:
"'Roxanne,
Walter and I urgently need your help. We've been trapped and ambushed in the old office building located on 378 N. Hill Street in an old conference room on the fourth floor. A sniper is shooting at our position from an apartment across the street. I've been able to keep him from getting a clear shot at us, but Walter has already been shot once and has lost a lot of blood. He will require immediate medical attention. Bring back-up and paramedics right away.
Agent Mann'"
Jack put down the letter on the captain's desk and looked up at the captain to see how he was going to handle this emergency.
"Caldwell, call for an ambulance to 378 N. Hill Street," said Captain Boyd.
Roxanne nodded and promptly left to her own desk to make the call.
The captain picked up the receiver of the phone on his desk, dialed an internal number, and said into the receiver to the dispatcher, "I need you to send a couple of units to 378 N. Hill Street. We have an urgent situation at that building. They must remain out of sight, however." He put down the phone and turned to Jack. "Let's go."
Just before the men turned to leave the office, Roxanne walked back into the office. "The ambulance company said they've dispatched an ambulance to the building. I've instructed them to keep the paramedics crew out of sight until we can secure the area."
"Good. Let's get going then. We've got two men who desperately need our help right now," said the captain with some urgency.