Silvia had seen the last look Angelo had given her, it was one of total, helpless terror, and although it was an oh-so-bad idea, she slowly rose to her feet.
The gun was pointed right against her head now, making Cain struggle under the men who still hadn't let him up despite the guns pointed at him.
Silvia didn't look at him, staring down the man who had her gun pointed at him. "Take me along, I'll play nice." She asked, but there was a pleading tone in her voice and her tortured eyes.
"No stowaways," He turned her down mercilessly, pointing the gun at her leg and shooting her right in the knee.
Cain roared out Silvia's name, throwing off the men on him with ease, knocking one out as he was thrown against the wall.
