"So, what are we gonna do now?" The tall man asked the other. It was obvious that he didn't know the answer.
"Tom, shut it." The chubby man ordered.
"Sorry Gary." Tom apologized. "It's just, I doubt that they'll let us out now.."
"You're right." Jack interrupted. "They won't let you out, but they will be more kind with you if you give yourselves up. If you do, then your sentence will be dramatically shortened-" Jack explained, but was cut off by an angry, worried Gary.
"I ain't going to no prison Tom." He argued. Jack sensed the worry in his tone. "I've got an idea. They'll have to let us go if they want to keep their man safe." He told Tom. A wave of worry flowed through Jack's body. He knew that the police wouldn't back down, it was Jack's job to put his life on the line, so they wouldn't jeopardise the operation just in case Jack could become injured. They couldn't let such dangerous men get away with the mass amount of money they had stolen, and the firearms. They wouldn't compromise on the capture of such violent thugs, that'd already shot one person, who could've died for all Jack knew. They could be dealing with murderers. Before Jack could do anything Gary and Tom were picking Jack up and escorting him to the window, where they used Jack as their shield. Jack watched as all of the cops raised their guns to the window where he was being propped up.
After that, everything happened so quickly to Jack. Gary and Tom both shouted their orders, but of course the police refused them, stating that they were going to arrest them and send them to prison. Jack could feel Gary's grip onto his arm growing tighter each time the sergeant refused and persisted with his promises of justice. Before Jack knew it, Gary had brought the gun to Jack's head, and loaded the chamber with a few clicks. Jack swallowed hard as he feared for what sound was going to come after. 'This is it' he thought 'Great! I'm 22! And I'm going to die.' His eyes slammed shut as he prepared himself for the deadly shot. But out of the darkness was an image of Martha. This simple image gave him the power to fight back and defend himself. He sensed the gun next to his ear and swung his arm out to his side, knocking the gun flying out of Gary's hand. With his other fist, he punched Gary, knocking him to the floor, and made his way to the gun. Tom stood there motionless as he watched Jack and Gary both reach for the gun. Gary was crawling across the floor, desperately racing against Jack for the gun. However, Jack had an advantage, he was on his feet and it only took him a matter of seconds to run and pick up the gun. He pulled the trigger, planting a bullet in Gary's leg and knocking him to the floor. Jack turned around to a petrified Tom, who had already put his arms in the 'I surrender' position.
Jack signalled out of the window for the police squad to come in and arrest the two criminals, but whilst he had his back turned, Tom had ran up and snatched the gun off Jack. He shot him in the shoulder. The impact of the bullet into Jack's flesh through him out of the window, and onto the hard, cemented floor. He'd fallen two floors down out of the broken window. Tom collapsed to the ground as two strong policemen jumped on him from behind, securing him to the floor. Meanwhile, the ambulance crew that had been on standby rushed to Jack's side, checking for a pulse.