Without his mind being made up, the Rescurer man saw Mike. He motioned openly with his hands and finally Kahn had to turn around, clutching Demi.

Mike: Let her go.
Rescurer: Boys! Boys! This is not the time. A storm is coming in; and the other girl needs help.
Kahn: Hey Demi, pick one of us and I’ll let you go. I promise.

I choked as Kahn squeezed me tighter.

Me: I—
Mike: Kahn, you’re going to kill her.

Kahn looked up with mad eyes and a wide smirk.

Kahn: That’s the plan.

Suddenly, the back-up appeared from behind. One grabbed Kahn just as he pushed the knife at Demi.

Mike: NO!

She dogded it, but it fell to the ground with her, landing in her hand. She screamed in pain. The other men got to her, carrying her away. Kahn was being handcuffed; people were talking all around; commotion. Out of it all, Mike still heard that voice.

Sam: MIKE !

She screamed. How she was screaming, he had no idea, but he knew he needed to get to her.

Sam: MIKE ! PLEASE HELP ME !

What now?