(JERICHO)
"Pathetic weakling." Danny snorts, "You're both simps."
Wesley exhales harshly then pushes past Peter and Danny and comes to stand beside me. I'm glad that he finally listened. Even so, it is still a tricky situation. The other two are still armed, so even if we run down the stairs, odds are that they will catch up with us before we make it down. We need to tie them up with something. That will buy us sometime to get to my car.
I glance at Wesley. "Do you have a rope?"
"No." he says breathlessly. "But I have a closet that locks from outside. We can lock them in there. It won't hold them forever though. But that should at least buy us sometime."
I'm relieved when he tells me that there is a way to stall the thugs. "You two, inside the apartment, now."
"Why?" Danny asks, barely making any move to obey.
"Because I said so." I train the gun on him."
"You need to get their weapons first, Jericho." Wesley whispers in my ear.
