Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 296

“Mr. Gilbert…” Charles frowned, a trace of concern in his voice. “Was that a gunshot?”

Yes!

Gilbert nodded sharply. The sound had come from backstage. This was bad–Sherilyn was back there!

Without hesitation, he swung open the door of their private box.

“Mr. Gilbert!”

Charles was right on his heels.

In just a minute or two, the theater had descended into chaos. Faces painted with horror, people were rushing toward the exits!

“Everybody, stay calm!”

“Please, everyone, remain calm!”

Theater security was doing their best to maintain order, but the situation was spiraling out

of control.

In the midst of the turmoil, a stampede had already started!

Amidst the chaos, Gilbert was pushing his way inward.

“Mr. Gilbert!” Charles grabbed him. “Where are you going?”

“What do you think?” Gilbert shot him a look. “Sherilyn’s in there!”

Saying so, he moved to go deeper in.

“Mr. Gilbert!” But Charles held him back, shaking his head insistently. “No! It’s chaos up ahead–it could be a riot for all we know!”

though not a daily occurrence, were certainly not

“So what?”

asking if Charles was really

Charles. “Exactly why I need

“Mr. Gilbert…”

up in this! Someone needs to

“Mr. Gilbert!”

to protest, but Gilbert

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Unable to stop him what else could he

Gilbert’s orders.

wasn’t going to be

human current, all moving towards the exits, making his journey

me, pardon

way! Why are you heading

need to get

“Excuse me, please!”

pushed through the crowd, his forehead beaded with

Bang!

shot rang out!

“Nobody run!”

stop! Did you hear me?!”

crowd didn’t heed the call.

Two more shots followed.

scene was

glanced ahead; the theater’s main entrance was now under control. He frowned, wondering:

continued his struggle against the flow of the

slipping out a side door, the sudden silence made his footsteps on the