He was holding a knife to her throat. "Put the g*n down or she's dead," he said.
She was half out of it, smelling of fear and urine, and she was maybe ten years old. "Just relax," I said. "Don't hurt her."
"Drop the g*n NOW," he said. I let it fall to the floor, then kicked it towards him when he told me to.
"Guys I have a hostage situation here, I'm in a room on the north end of the worker's dorm," I sent.
"Stall for time, I'll be there soon," Bobby replied.
Paco smiled as he told me to put my hands on my head and kneel down. "Do you know who is behind this? How stupid are you to take on the Cartel?"
I didn't say anything, I needed to stall for time. He picked up my pistol. "How did you get here?"
"Your transport plane," I replied. "He's waiting for us."
He went over to the wall,
