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!”

in Crestwood, though not a daily occurrence, were certainly not unheard

“So what?”

an eyebrow, as if asking if Charles

shrugged off Charles. “Exactly why I need to go

“Mr. Gilbert…”

up in this! Someone needs to be outside to coordinate! You

“Mr. Gilbert!”

but Gilbert was already running

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stop him what else could

Gilbert’s orders.

making it backstage wasn’t going to be easy

human current, all moving towards the exits, making his journey upstream all the more challenging.

me, pardon

way! Why are you heading in?”

I need to

“Excuse me, please!”

his forehead beaded

Bang!

another shot rang out!

“Nobody run!”

you hear

crowd didn’t heed the

more shots followed.

scene was beyond

entrance was now under control. He

against the flow of the crowd, determined to

out a side door, the sudden silence made his footsteps on the floor echo distinctly.