Page 50 of Summer with a SEAL

“The front door is wired with explosives,” Jessica explained. “A friend of mine just got here with his team.”

“Is he a cop?”

“Military. Same with his friends. They all came to try to help the police.”

The others nodded, looking worried, and she quickly texted Jacob.

We just heard a gunshot outside the vault.

Her phone buzzed with his response.

I’ll update the police.

The entire building is surrounded.

Sighing, she glanced toward the door again. They hadn’t heard anything since the lone gunshot. If the robber was trying to get back inside the vault, he’d done a bad job of it. But what if someone had come in through a back door?

“How many exits are there in the bank?” she asked the women.

“There’s a back entrance,” one of them said. “It’s an emergency exit with a fire alarm, so if anyone tries to come in or out, it should sound.”

“They probably already know that,” Jessica mused. “Maybe he’ll just…give up.”

“Or blow us all up,” the man said. “How many explosives were in that bag?”

One of the women shook her head. “I don’t know. I saw some wires in there—I mean, I have no idea how powerful something like that is.”

Jessica texted Jacob again.

We think the robber has explosives in his bag.

One of the tellers saw a bunch of wires.

Her phone buzzed with Jacob’s response.

SWAT is talking about entering through an office window.

We don’t want him to blow the entire bank up.

Jessica sniffled, a tear running down her cheek. It was unnerving sitting inside the vault. They couldn’t see what was happening. Couldn’t escape. She should’ve just made a run for it when she heard the very first gunshot.

Are you okay, angel?

She tried calling him from her cell phone, praying that it went through. They had spotty reception inside the vault.

“Hey, are you all right?” Jacob asked in a low voice. She could hear other men talking around him and the sound of sirens as more emergency vehicles arrived.

“I’m scared. What’s going on out there?”

Jacob cleared his throat. “SWAT is planning to breach the building, entering through the side windows or back door. The front doors are wired, and we don’t know what he’s laying down now. Their goal is to get everyone out safely.”

She didn’t respond, just took a few deep breaths.

“Angel?” he asked, his voice husky.

“I’m here. I’m just scared.”

“Don’t be scared. The police want to handle things, but I swear to God I’m going in with the SWAT team. I’m going to be the first person you see when we open the vault.”

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