"This is Lois Lane from the Daily Bulge; we are here outside of Midtown high school auditorium where a man is holding over a thousand student and teacher hostage. According to inside news he is demanding 1 billion $ in cash."

A women standing in front of a camera and giving various information about the current incident, and it not just her there are also many other people from different new station here too.

When a big incident happen who is the one that show up first? The police? The medic? No! It the reporter! They are like the sharks that smell blood (news)! Bob lament as he watch the online broadcast on his phone. Outside, the police along with the SWAT team are preparing, setting up equipment and checking their gear.

"Get a team ready at the front entrance and at least 3 people on any other exit also get me some sniper on those roof" A tall Caucasian man is giving out order, he is Raphael the commander in chief of this operation. Turn to his side and asking his lieutenant.

"How is the situation inside? Any news?"

"All exits are locked from the inside, the camera of the auditorium is busted, and the bomb seems to be connected to a dead man trigger. Good news is none of the hostage seems to be injured and the target seems calm enough to be talking to one of the student on stage. He doesn't appear to restrict the usage of phone it seems."

"The bastard wants a stage, hump, keep track the situation anything happen report to me immediately. And how are we doing on the money side?"

"They are ready, they are spray with chemical and micro-tagged on the serial number, the bag is also implant with a gps transmitor, if he uses the money it can be trace back within the day." Pleased Raphael nod, then ask.

"Has the target demand any get away?" The lieutenant shakes his head.

"No sir, all he asking is the money." Raphael frowned, thinking.

"Keep an eye for any vehicle that get close the auditorium and have the sky clear. The bastard am not running with 30 bags of cash on foot" The lieutenant nod and start giving order on his radio. An officer came running and hand a phone to Raphael.

"Sir, the target wants to talk with you." Raphael nod, taking the phone and answer.

"This is Sergeant Raphael; I'm the one in charge here"

"Hello officer, what a lovely day we having, isn't it? “A rough, cold voice sound on the other end of the phone.

"It would be better if you let those people go and don’t blow anything up." The other party laughs, as if not noticing the sarcasm in the officer tone.

"No can do mister Raphe, at least not without my money."

"Would you let the hostage go if you have the money?"

"Hmm~ I'll think about it"

"I need a confirmation not a joke." Raphael said coldly.

"Yeah, yeah, i swear it on my name of Bob! Also the time is already 1 hour and 2 minutes, you better hurry up or you gonna need a cleanup crew too!"

The other side hang up, Raphael throw the phone back to the officer and give order for the money and SWAT team to get ready. Turing to his lieutenant he orders.

"Once all the hostage is evacuate let the SWAT go in and take him down, but put the hostage and their own safety first."

His aide nod and ran off to complete his order. Turing back to look at the main entrance, as if his gaze is piercing through the door and look at the Bob in the face.

“Your move, you son of a bitch.”