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Please State Your Emergency

While the secretary in the front office screams, Bill picks up the phone. He dials three numbers and it picks up almost instantly; before the voice on the other end can begin running the script, Bill begins shouting:

“Oh God there’s a man with a gun! I think my boss has been shot he’s on the ground oh my God he’s not moving oh my God he’s-”

Bill calmly drops the gun in the wastebasket with his left hand while he ends the 911 call by banging the telephone receiver against the corner of the desk hard enough to rattle the teeth of the operator on the other end. Based on prior research, he has approximately nine minutes before black-and-whites shriek into the parking lot full of panicking parole-jumper guards.

When he leaves the office, Mike’s secretary has picked up her phone. Bill hates collateral damage but he grabs it from her and breaks it against her temple.

If he’s sussed the security, it’s an unobstructed walk down the fire stairs. If he’s wrong, and Mike somehow got himself a samurai….

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