"Your life or his? Choose." Devon said as he pressed the pocket knife, harder on Kyle's throat.
"No, please don't hurt him. Please!" She screeched, as she raced forward to grab Devon's legs.
"No, no... that's not how it works. You can only pick, woman." Devon said, untangling his legs from her grip.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Kyle cried as soon as he found space to breath.
"Choose... or I'll kill you both. You know how this works Laura."
"Take me, take me.. don't touch my mo-"
"Shut up whimp!" Devon roared as he tightened his grip on Kyle's neck, cutting him off abruptly.
"...Take me, just take me. Let him go please!" She said sorrowfully, as tears flowed uncontrollably in joint streams with the thin streaks of blood on her face.
"Now you're talking," Devon said as he let go of Ky
