No Meeting, and SWAT Attack

The conference room was now a mess. The long desk that Luke and Jimena had used was riddled with bullet holes. A criminal lay on it, dead, and there was another body not far away.

Wow, John's quite good! Luke chuckled inwardly.

His Sharp Nose had informed him that it was Detective John McClane who was inside.

He then heard Detective John speaking furiously into a walkie-talkie. "F*ck you! That's right, I'm making fun of the police. Why don't you come and arrest me? I'm at Nakatomi Plaza." The man probably didn't have his cell phone on him.

Luke quite admired the harried, barefooted man in a ragged vest.

Detective John wasn't Luke, who had a system and was far stronger than an ordinary person.

He was just a regular police officer, but he had the guts to go up against fifteen criminals.

But Luke didn't think now was a good time to meet up with Detective John.