<div class="floatleft">(http://img819.imageshack.us/img819/3311/filmnoir3.jpg)</div><strong>Drake Holland</strong><br/><strong>Age:</strong>35<br/><strong>Crime:</strong>Aggravated assault, torture, attempted murder<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New New York, Public Library<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Phaedra<br/><hr/>It appeared that there was no other exit from the reading room--they were truly trapped.  Still with his handkerchief clasped tight over his mouth, his other hand wrapped around the necks of two or three bottles of water, he nodded to Phaedra, frantically looking around the room for those who hadn't escaped yet.  "Everybody get out!" he thundered.  He inhaled too sharply, and realized his mistake when his lungs protested, forcing him to double over in a coughing fit.  "Hey!  You two! Move!" This was to Detrius and Jung Hua.<br/><br/>Racing to the window, he dropped the water bottles, and motioned to Phaedra to give him the extinguisher.  "Hurry!" he barked, jerking his head toward the window, an indication to make a hastened exit.  He warily eyed the approaching tongues of flame as they crept forward, devouring everything in their path.