Warehouse Hunting (Ventriloquist)

[Arnold Wesker]

OOC: Bruce as in Bruce Wayne?

The thug kept up the chase, starting to get a little exhausted. This guy could run! But he would get tired eventually....he'd use that time to lunch for him. It looked like Jeffory was fumbling in his pocket for something....what, he didn't know. He used this as his chance. He dived, and tried to grab a hodl of one of his legs, to trip him.

[Jeffery Thompson]

OOC: Yes. He has a better connection than he thinks.

Jeff was fast but he was distracted, dialing the number and trying to make sure he didn't trip or stumble. One of the men managed to grab his leg and pull him down. Shit. Fortunately he still had a hold of the phone.

He had to make a split second decision. Was immediately pulling away more important or should he finish dialing the number? He opted for the number. The guy already had a hold of him. He could try to break free once he pressed enter. He frantically typed the remaining three digits and hit enter. He figured he wouldn't have much time to explain if Bruce picked up or if he managed to get through to voice mail. He would say the location first. Bruce would get the police to piece everything together after that. If he had time he'd drop Arnold Wesker's name. He wouldn't waste his breath with a help. It would be obvious he was in trouble.