The man who Katerina spoke too looks at her with slightly unbalanced eyes, then whispers in French, "English? You're English? Where am I? Tourism Agency said I was going to Tamassa Resort. Ahhh...wait you say Hyena? Like the Dog things?" The person groans and rubs his head, then in broken English, "Was in a tour group...supposed to stop through here in Matanbai before heading East." The person sighs, "I went out with a couple of the other tour goers before our next flight, I...woke up here...I think 5 days ago...maybe?" The person groans then looks around as the sound of engines roar outside. Hayden for his part looks over at the doors that lead into the courtyard courtroom. He narrows his eyes, "Too many ways in. We need a way out." He looks around then up at the courtyard rooftops, "Can we find a way out up there!?" He asks. Another of the prisoners. In russian says, "What's going on? Is that a rescue party? Aren't you the rescue party?" From outside the four mercs hear a faintly familiar voice, "Melani!? Hey big gal? Babe? Sugar baby? We gotta get out of here. The fighting is getting hot. CEO Baetaza is saying to grab anything and anyone we can and get out of the city!" Hayden looks at the set of big doors Sean is covering, "Is that fucking Viktor?" He says, kind of recognizing the tone of the voice. He looks at his Bren then at the former hostages, then makes a snap descision atleast for himself. He turns and smacks his pistol into the hands of one of them that looks a little more with it, "You guys get out of here if you can, don't fight those guys coming in." He turns then and makes a beeline for one of the doors at the back of the courtyard, "Sean, Yak, Beth, here!" He heaves his foot back and kicks the door in. And luckily it leads into a clear hallway. He turns and looks at the rest of the team, "Beat feet come on." And he slips into the hallway, moving with a tactical quickness but not fast enough so as to leave the team behind. His Bren held like one would properly in a situation like this, oh how he wishes he had a slightly shorter gun at this point. He finds a stairs, looking up it, "Come on...let's make for the roof. In the courtyard the prisoners are still milling, looking lost. Not quite understanding that they just got lost. The guy with the pistol looks at it in confusion. And it's then that Viktor, with a tactical vest on his chest bursts into the courtyard shouting, "Melani where are you sugar ti...what...what are you all doing out of your cells? Where's Melani??" As if realizing something isn't right the men with Viktor start looking around. A shout of, "Boss!" Followed shortly by Viktor's horrfied and mournful shout of, "MELANI!"