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Billy and Gallo pulled up in front of the café. Alexandra’s car sat directly in front, meaning she was inside. The café was dark except for a tiny light in the back, close to where the food pantry would be. He had no doubt that something was terribly wrong. Before Billy could open the door, Gallo locked the car doors.
“I want you to stay here,” Gallo ordered. “Backup is on its way.”
“No way. Alexandra is in there and I’m going to get her.” Billy flicked the lock and got out of the black sedan. “Once I know she is out of harms way, I will step back and let you do your job.”
Gallo chuckled. “Are you telling me how to do my job?”
“Yes I am.” Billy fumbled with his keys for nothing. The door was left slightly ajar. He looked over his shoulder at Gallo and stepped out of his way. “I guess you’re going in first.”
“No. You’re the one who has the gun.”
Gallo looked at Billy strangely. At that moment Billy couldn’t care less that he was unarmed. He was going in to get Alexandra.
Billy pushed the door opened and turned the light switch on. Nothing. Alexandra was in trouble. He knew it. Instead of waiting for Gallo, he walked in, feeling his way around.
“Alexandra, where are you? I know you’re in here.”
“I’m here Billy. He has a gun.”
“Lieutenant Gallo from the New York City Police Department. Let Alexandra go. Drop your weapon and kick it over to me.”
“Yeah right.” His voice was deep with a hint of sarcasm.
“Tell me what you want.”
“As soon as you return the diamonds, I will let her go.”
“Diamonds? What diamonds?” The voice. It sounded so familiar. But from where? He couldn’t place it.
“I want to see Alexandra,” Gallo ordered.
“And I want my diamonds.”
While Gallo took over, Billy walked around the room, towards the kitchen. That’s where he had Alexandra. He just wished to God that he new what he was talking about. He didn’t have a clue to what diamonds he was talking about.
“This is not about what you want. Right now you are holding an innocent woman hostage,” Gallo said.
“What you don’t understand? I want my diamonds back. I’m not asking for much. I will not harm Alexandra. I will disappear into the wind once you return them.”
Billy made his way to the back of the café where the fuse box was. Quietly, he ran his fingers along the box until he found the one switch that was in the off position. He switched the switch and the restaurant lit up.
Alexandra sat on a chair in the corner with her arms tied behind her back to the chair. A tall slim man stood besides her holding a gun in his hand. He looked familiar. Where did he know him from?
“Are you all right Alexandra?” Billy asked approaching her.
“Back off pal.”
Billy turned around to face Gallo. “I know where I know him from. You were Alexandra’s doctor.”
“Very good,” he clapped. “Now where are the diamonds?”
“I swear I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I suggest you start figuring it out. You have to the break of dawn to come up with my diamonds.”
“Are you kidding me?” Gallo asked pointing his gun at the doctor. “Drop you weapon now.”
Everyone stood at a stalemate. Billy really didn’t have any idea what he was talking about. But before he could say anything, two uniformed officers barged in from the back door and took him down from behind.
Billy ran over to Alexandra, untied her and took her in his arms. This had turned into a nightmare. Thank God, she didn’t get hurt. Looking down at her hand, the diamond engagement ring he had given her still remained. He couldn’t understand why the good doctor kept saying diamonds when in reality it was the two and a quarter diamond sitting in the setting on her finger. And that was a gift given to him a long time ago when he smuggled illegal drugs into the county as a favor to his godfather, who had died shortly after. That being a secret he would take to his grave.
After giving their statements at the precinct, they walked outside the station house to dawn. This had been a long night.
“Can’t wait to get home,” Billy said holding her hand, leading her to the car.
“Neither can I.”