Easy, he told himself. You sound hysterical. "I said, are you going to give a warning? There are hundreds of people in the hotel; tourists and people I work, innocent people." His masked captor stared at him. "Don't worry about what we"re going to do. You just do as you are told and your wife is going to be all right." Ryan continued his stare at the captor. Finally after a few seconds of quietness the captor spoke again. "Will you stop worrying yourself about things that are none of your business. You just do as you are told; however if anything goes wrong because of you, when you get back home your wife will be here. But she will be dead." Ryan was not about to give up. "But you will give a warning, won't you? You have before. They"re innocent people." "We don't want to kill innocent people. Moreover, in the same way we don't want to kill your wife either. However, if it has to be done, we will do it. Now come on are you ready?" .
He got up and went down the steps in front of the captor. Downstairs stood two other masked men he had seen earlier. Mary, Ryan's wife sat on the couch and as soon as she saw him, she jumped up. "Where are you taking him?" she asked in a wound-up voice. "Say goodbye to her now," the captor from upstairs said. "He's going to work," one of the captors beside her said in a smirky voice. "God take good care of you," she said, as if in a prayer. "I"ll be back soon," he said. He turned around and headed for the door. At the back door, the tall captor grabbed Ryan's arm. "There's no police checks on your route, so you won't be stopped. Your car's trunk will be locked, do not try to open it. One last thing." The grip on Ryan's arm tightened. "When the police asks you questions about us, we all were wearing masks and you don't know nothing about any of us. Is that clear?" Ryan nodded. The tall captor handed him his keys and gave him a slight push. "On your way now.".
Once outside Ryan got in his car.
