Chapter 261
INT. - THE PANIC ROOM - NIGHT
Gerri had to rush Alan and take the gun. That was her only option. He'd likely shoot her and she'd probably die from the wound, but she couldn't just stand here and wait for him to decide it was the right time according to his fucking watch.
"Late for something?" She couldn't resist prodding him. He looked nervous momentarily. So, was he late? Or, was someone else late... "You have a way out." That had to be it. The lie of safety in a panic room built to serve who? Not the victim, clearly. "A back exit."
He snarled at her. "Shut up."
Not this time. "Who's your contact?" Wait, it could only be one person. The tech who was working on the front door. Damn it, she needed to use the phone, but no way he'd let her. "Tim Sanders out there your partner in all this? You sealed the door."
He shrugged. "No court of law here, Detective," he said. "Nothing to prove to anyone."