James
“Let’s go!” I shouted at Samson and the agents that were gathered around the SWAT van.
We were outside the Paramour Hotel and about to enter through the back door. The hotel staff had cleared the stairwells and the halls. Just before we arrived, they received noise complaints from the floor below the suite; saying it sounded like there were animals fighting. I didn’t wait for a response from anyone and took off towards the back door.
“Move out!” I heard Samson shout and the agents broke into their groups and we headed into the stairwell.
Unfortunately, the presidential suite was on the top floor which was at the fifteenth level. I couldn’t hold myself back from racing up the stairs. By the time I got to the tenth floor, I was winded and breathing hard. I’m in pretty
