"F*ck, what is going on here!" Hollered Mimi's contractual driver who had driven Victor to the scene. He would have left already had Victor not commanded him to wait out with a promise of an attractive payment after this was over.
However, the man became antsy when he saw the tension in the air, especially when those men with batons came out of nowhere. He became uncomfortable, especially with the rumors of gang activities he's heard were rampant around this area. He can't die yet, he had his wife and children to take care of.
So when he saw the long-missing Mimi on the shoulder of that bald man coming in his direction, he pulled out his phone at once. Enough was enough.
With clammy hands, he successfully dialed the emergency code and it ranged for a few seconds before the personnel on duty picked up.
"911, what's your emergency?"
