Dead

                                    

                                          
Nairobi POV:
                          
They had agreed to send the reporter and camera man in. I didn't have time to find her but I Paris was no where to be seen. I looked around the stairs but she wasn't anywhere there.
                          
Helsinki opened the doors and they came through. After Berlin had showed them around, I was still anxiously looking for Paris. I couldn't leave though as I needed to be there for the news report.
                          
Berlin took them to the room where Oslo was placed in a box and that was my chance. Suddenly, we heard a shot.
                          
The news reporters looked really worried and I looked at Berlin.
                          
"It's probably a technical issue with the machines. Nairobi, check on it will you?" Berlin asked.
                          
I walked down to the vaults where I heard the shot cautiously. The vault door at three end was open and I slowly walked towards it. Then, I looked inside.
                          
Blood.
                          
I gasped and looked down at the body, lifeless. It was Arturo.
                          
Paris towered over it with a gun in her hands and blood all over her. She had a blank expression on her face which threw me off big time.
                          
Without saying anything, she walked past me and walked away like nothing happened. And there I was left, stunned.
                          
Paris POV:
                          
"Paris wait!" Nairobi chased after me. I walked up to the bathroom and then turned to face her, my face covered in blood. "What are you doing?"
                          
I stayed silent again. I felt no need to explain myself.
                          
"Are you out of your mind?" She asked.
                          
"Actually Nairobi I think quite the opposite. I feel a lot better now." I smirked. She scoffed.
                          
"Why are you acting like this? You're going to end up dead?"
                          
"I won't though. I know Berlin won't throw me out like he did with Tokyo." I replied.
                          
She sighed and walked closer towards me. Something about her in that moment but made me look right into her eyes. I could feel the tension already but she broke it.
                          
"Why did you do it?" She asked calmly.
                          
"I gave the inspector a warning and she continued to piss me off. We can now release the paramedics and everything will be fine. Plus I was bored."
                          
"I know none of us are coping well in here but is murdering a hostage really how you think things are going to get resolved?" She asked.
                          
I stood there. I felt like a kid being told off.
                          
"Arturo stabbed me and nearly killed the baby. He helped plan a hostage escape that ended in the death of Oslo. Tokyo's being tortured to confess our plan. Isn't it obvious? None of us are getting out of here." I told her.
                          
"I know what he did, but the professor set our plan for us and you've just gone and broke it."
                          
"The professor was arrested and didn't call us for ages and look what happened." I replied. "The plan's already been ruined."
                          
She sighed and didn't speak for a moment.
                          
"Wash the blood off you, the reporters are waiting for you." She told me quietly and then walked away.
                          
I stood there for a moment and then turned to the sink and mirrors to start taking the blood off myself.
                          
I did it quickly and then walked back downstairs with no mask on. The camera man pointed to camera at me and everyone spotted me.