Part Two,
When I awoke I was sitting in a kitchen chair, My head was spinning and hurting, I was in an uncomfortable position and things slowly started coming back to me.
I saw little Sarah laying where she had fallen and my heart sank. I looked and all the guys were focusing on Trina and I saw her bathrobe that she had been wearing that morning was now laying on the floor.
I was fighting the ropes trying to get my hands free, as I caught a glimpse of Tommy lying against the wall, Oh dear God, Help me I pray in Jesus name I though as tears ran down my face.
The men was paying me no attention, I guess the thought I was still knocked out,
Trina was crying and saying stop please!
I was turning my wrist and realized that there was a little bit of play in the right hand side.
I had fought the bonds of the rope so hard that blood from my wrist had made the ropes slippery enough to work my right hand free.
I gave all my strength to that right hand and it came out. I quickly scanned the room and beside me laying on the kitchen table was a Colt 1911 45 that belonged to one of the gang members, He must have thought he wouldn't need it with us tied up.
Also on the table laid Trina's Bible and and some napkins along with Burt's treats
I slowly moved my hand towards the table when one of the guys screamed and I jumped, I looked that direction with my eyes half closed so as not to "give myself away" and saw he was sitting on the recliner pulling Tommy's swiss army knife out of the calve of his leg.
The other two guys started laughing and said "Oh you big baby" It's just a little knife.
The guy said "yeah well I am fixing to use this little knife and cut that little punks throat as soon as this bleeding stops.
My heart was hammering, I was trying to focus through the sweat, Blood and tears, What should I do?