[center][h1][Color=DF0101]Haakon J. Elvsgaard[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=DF0101]Location:[/color]Grand Continetal Hotel [/center][hr]

The commotion inside the room was by now getting loud enough for Haakon to hear - partially - what was being said. Thankfully, it was the voice of Jo, stern and filled with confidence, that he heard first. He quietly let out a sigh of relief, she wasn't harmed by the man or by the balcony. [i]Well,[/i] Haakon thought to himself, [i]no use in playing games now, is it?[/i]

Haakon quickly let go of the door handle he had been fiddling and stepped right in front of the door with Jo and the murderer. His gun now rested firmly in his right hand, pointing straight at the door. From the other side of the door, he heard the man say something about it being Jo breaking into the room and possibly out to kill [i]his friend[/i], while he himself were harmless. [Color=DF0101]"As harmless as any man cracking the skull of an innocent man and strangling him. Now enough of this game, open the door and come out with your hands up! Or else I'll...break down the door!"[/color]

And not a second after he had shouted, he heard voices from behind him too, though very different from the man refusing to come out. Turning his head just enough to see who was there, he recognized the two people standing there; the British soldier Mr. Walsh and his lady-friend Miss Tarek. Clearly it seemed that it was Haakon who was trying to break into the room, her room. So their suspicions were correct, he WAS after her. 

[Color=DF0101]"On the contrary, Miss Tarek, Miss Clark and trying to stop the man who [u]has[/u] broken into your room. He's already killed a man down outside the hotel, and we followed him up here. Josephine, are you okay back there?"[/color]