The sound of the engine humming slolwy filled the silence of the car. The two men quickly zipped tied you, and sat back. One pulled out a cell phone, and started texting. The other started chewing some gum. The driver, Samuel, waited several minuts to do anything.

It was at the 3rd or 4th red light. As the van came to a squeeky stop, he called over his shoulder. "Hey you all doin okay back there? Pete? James? Liz? You guys didnt bruise her right?"