The terror, as if stimulated immensely, burst forth from the depths of her heart, and despite knowing he meant the affection that a brother has for his sister, a warm sweetness still flickered through Nana Jensen's heart.
"It's good that you like her, where's your airplane?"
The sooner this situation was resolved, the better, "Take me with you, or I won't be so kind to her!"
With that, he pushed the dagger in his hand against Nana Jensen's chest, positioning her in front of himself, and then signaled Roy Thompson to lead the way.
"You can have the airplane, but I want her," Roy Thompson said coolly, glancing at him, "Otherwise, how can you be sure I'd fly the plane for you?"
The kidnapper hesitated, having to admit it was a problem: "Shut up, let me see the airplane first!"
"Then, please, after you!"
