“You got ten seconds, little girl!"

I stood frozen, staring down the business end of the Taurus .380. It’s not a big gun, but I bet it hurts. A lot. Kajika stood next to me, unsure of what to do next.

The man with the gun said, “You. Bitch. Cut those ties from Carl. Do it now!”

I actually grinned at him. “I’m your cash cow. You won’t shoot me.”

Looking confused, the man said, “You can speak English?”

“My bad.”