by Claire Adams
This was it; it was all going to be over in just a minute. That man was going to get shot and then I would die too. Gino made his way toward the man with his gun drawn, he passed in front of Chris and I and then the other man who held onto me. I closed my eyes for a moment as I thought Gino was going to shoot the man and I didn’t want to see it happen.
Then suddenly the second man holding onto me let go and wrapped his arm around Gino’s neck. Chris grabbed the gun out of his hands and the man from the bed and breakfast took the gun and held it toward the long line of people. I could see the shock on everyone’s faces. Not only was their boss being held in a headlock, but the two men that were closest to him were the ones doing it. The two men that he had not expected at all were the ones who had turned against him.
Luckily none of them had their weapons anymore since Gino had suspected them all of being possible moles he must have had their weapons taken from them. A few of the people looked like they might try to rescue their leader from Chris and the other man who held him. But there wasn’t enough time.
Within seconds, there was a swarm of swat team people that broke down the door and screamed as they entered the room. I stood still as the men forced their way into the crowd and moved right past me. Each man grabbed one or two people and pressed them to the floor as I heard them shout.
“Put your hands up,” they yelled. “Everyone on your knees with your hands in the air.”
I looked at Chris and the other man that had been holding me. They had control over Gino and were moving him to the ground. It all had happened so quickly. I just stood there and took a step back as I watched the whole scene unfold. It was chaos as each person was held to the ground and searched for weapons. There was screaming and plenty of swearing as Gino’s men put up a valiant fight against the police force that was arresting them.
I continued to move back farther and farther from the scene until I ran into the wall on the other side of the room. Then I slid down against the wall and started to shake as I realized the whole thing was finally over. I pulled my knees up to my chest and covered my face as I was overcome with emotion by the whole situation.
Then suddenly I was swept up off the ground. I looked up and saw Chris. He had me in his arms and walked with me out of the warehouse. I expected he would set me down in the parking lot outside, but instead he just kept walking.
“Where are you taking me?” I choked out, and he continued to walk farther and farther away from the warehouse.
“Somewhere beautiful,” he said. He adjusted his grip and continued to carry me. It reminded me of the night we first made love and how he had carried me from the forest where I had been taking pictures all the way back to my house. I let my head rest on his shoulder as the determination in his steps brought us farther and farther away from the horror of the warehouse. The sound of the police sirens began to get drown out as we moved closer to the city and farther from the crime scene.
The sun was rising as Chris finally sat me down on a bench overlooking the shipping yard. I could see the whole city of Chicago behind me and the most beautiful sunset I had ever seen right in front of me.
“I wish I had my camera,” I whispered as I looked out over the water.
Chris leaned down and kissed me. The gentle loving kiss of a man who had finally finished the hardest job of his life.
“Some moments don’t need a camera to be remembered,” Chris said.
He grabbed my hand and we both looked off into the distance and watched the start of the new day and our new life together.
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This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.
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