The increase in the tension of the robbers had an immediate effect on their hostages and while some simply gave into the tears born of their fear, among most there was a pronounced increase in the level of the conversations among them.
"Shut the fuck up! So help me I'm gonna start shooting people if you don't shut your mouths." The announcement from the robber stunned almost everyone into immediate silence, not just because of the threat but because he was the one that to this point had been the silent one, the one they thought they had least to fear. Clearly, tensions were rising and not just among the hostages.
Bobby...back off,we need to figure a way out of this." Albert returned to the front window, pulling the curtain aside only enough to get a glimpse of the street outside.
"Why don't you just let everyone go, before things get worse then they already are?" The words were out of Luka's mouth before Abby could stop him.
"You were told to keep your mouth shut." Whether it was fear or something more that drove him, it was the youngest of the three that reacted to Luka's words and before either of the other two men could stop him he was on him. His first kick doubled the Croat over, the ones that followed would leave him gasping for breath on the floor before Albert could pull him off.
"What the hell are you doing? You want to kill him? You were supposed to be checking the back alley, keeping an eye on what's going on out there, and you, get your ass up." After assuring himself that Joey was finally doing as he'd been told Albert nudged Kovac with the toe of his shoe, when he made no effort to comply he reached down and grabbed a handful of his shirt and jerked him upright.
"I said I wanted you up, so help me, I'll turn him lose on you again." His voice held the promise of a threat that he'd have no trouble acting on.
"Can't you see he's hurt...untie me, I'll keep him sitting if that's what you want." Abby offered the compromise without worrying about the consequences to herself. As the robber released his hold on Luka's shirt and he watched the man simply curl into himself again he realized he'd have to make a choice.
"Alright, but you try anything, and I mean anything, and he's the first to die. You got me?" As he finished speaking Albert stepped behind Abby and untied her hands.
"I mean it, you get him up and you keep him up, anything happens and he dies first." Without waiting for her response he stepped away from their hostages, things were not going well at all.
"Bobby! What's happening in the back alley?"