There s the elevator Valerie, just take it. Just take it and walk away. I look about, mind hazy and try to recall what has just happened. The gun is in my hand, pointed at the man who is speaking. I vaguely recognise him, he is extremely frightened, I can see he thinks I m going to shoot him.
Time stands still.
Somebody groans then Andy s hand reaches out from behind a desk. It is deathly white and covered in blood. I struggle to recall and nothing comes to my head except a wave of fear that swamps me. The man is still there. I briefly wonder if he has yet shat his pants.