"And your gun", he added, speaking to Rider.
"My hands are up", he complained.
"Don't get smart with me agent, toss it to the side! Now!" He barked with a glare.
He did as told, kicking it further away from them under Aldo's watch before a satisfied grin settled on his lips. Rider sighed, "Release her, and deal with me instead."
"Shut up! I make the demands here, not you!"
"Buddy, believe me, you're sentencing us to an early death if there's a single scratch on her. Release her", he tried again.
Rider only pressed the Glock against Amy's temple who let out a shaky breath at the cold feel of the gun. "SHUT UP! Now listen, if you want me to let her go, get Esmeralda and I out of this shit hole of a country."
"Interpol will be onto you. Everyone knows what you lot have been up to all these years", he replied.
"If you know what we're capable of then you should know better", he countered.
"It's not possible", Rider deadpanned.
