~Charile North~
~Chief Police Officer~
((Pictures Vary))~Chief Police Officer~
Charlie turned around, only to notice a young woman in a thin, blue dress. He looked at her oddly, wondering if she had not heard the many screams, or, for that fact, him. He had yelled it quite yelled, after all. so why had this young woman not hear him? 'No time to worry about that, Charlie North.' he thought to himself, before anwsering the woman. "In case you did not hear me, I said there is reason to think that this entire building is under sirvillance and is in huge danger. Now, I must tell you to leave the inside of the building, and be fast about it!" He roared at the woman, trying to let her know the urge of getting the hell out of the building should be the only urge she felt at the moment.
Charlie did not wait to see if the woman would leave, but instead he looked over at his officers. "Make sure she gets out of here. Also, I want everyone away from this building, and now!" He roared at them, the officers quickly going up to the blue dressed woman, trying to escort her out, hoping she would come along with them, as Charlie glanced at his watch. "Oh, s**t. Charlie whispered, as he saw that his watch read 12:00 A.M. Just as he said those very words, chaos broke free, and screaming could be heard outside. Charlie made a mad dash for the outside of the building.
Charlie had enough time to glance down the end of the road, where a resturant was being demolished, chunks of metal and rumble, including dust, falling into the foundation of th eplace. He then remember something, and he cursed himself in slience. 'Of course, they kept their word, and gave us a great hint. They just did not give us a hint that lead us to the exact location, so we assume that the banquet was the area targetted. We were wrong. And now, we have cost more people their lives, families and friends grief....' The man thought, taking off his hat, putting it over his heart, to salute the men, women, and children that had died in the new explosion, but then he shook his head, putting his cap back on. "NYPD, go to that explosion sight, on the double!b Check for survivors! Keep this area on LOCK DOWN!" He roared, running to the site.
Upon reaching the site, Charlie North's phone buzzed off, and he took it out, looking down at it in anger. The text read:
From: Restricted Number
To: Charlie North
Time: 12:02 A.M.
Message: Good try, Mr. Charlie North. I must say, you almost had the location right. But, alas, you did not, which ended in the death of about one hundred and twenty-five men, women, and children today, ages ranging from two-sixty-seven years old. Such a pity, Mr. North. I thought you were going to be fun, but your not really.You can try checking for surviors, but I already did. There should be about five to seven left, but they may have died now, since I checked two mintues ago, as soon as I clicked the button. Search quickly, but carefully.
Have a nice day, Mr. North. Bye.
Charlie looked down at the phone, in pure disgust. He shoved the phone back into his pocket, knowing that the number could not be traced, and started digging through the rumble, in case the dirtbag had been right. "Whoever they are, they will not get away with this." He said through clenched teeth.
