"What?"
"Say that again!"
Mayor Saul, nurtured by power and increasingly corpulent, had his hands on the soft waist of his mistress and spokesperson. He didn't gaze at her ample bosom but instead stared wide-eyed at the phone.
"Are you sure you're not joking with me?"
"Sorry, Mr. Mayor. The police have confirmed the situation. Over a hundred hostages are currently being held, all of them professors and scholars from XX University. The impact is terrible, and Los Angeles City Hall needs you to make a statement."
"FK!"
Saul, as if sweeping away trash, flung his secretary from his desk onto the carpet and stomped out, cursing under his breath.
Over a hundred hostages, all of them individuals with significant social standing at the university.
This could already be considered a terrorist attack!
This was no small matter.
