Day 10 - Doubt
My perception of time is becoming skewed. I hear her moving towards me, and she slides down the wall so that she's sitting next to me. "Are you sure that's the only way?" she asks, as if no time has passed in our conversation. Her voice is tinged with fear and doubt.
Maybe no time has passed though. The pain in my hand is making it hard for me to tell.
"I'm sure. Unless we can find a way out of this before we dock, I think that will be your only option. Trust me, if I thought they were so inclined, I would try that tactic myself. I've done worse for less. It doesn't matter though. Do what you have to and then escape. I'm sure that you can reach a safe house in Hong Kong relatively easily after that." I'm impressed with myself that I didn't say which safe house. She can pick whichever organization she wants.
"And you?"
Is that a note of concern I hear in her voice? I try not to laugh. "You won't be able to take all the people down. There are at least five armed men guarding the entrance to this container and so far I have counted over fifty other men on my way to and from the room they use for interrogation. Do what you have to and get free. It's me that they are after anyway. They shouldn't pursue you too hard."
I can tell by how she's stiffening beside me that she doesn't like what I'm saying, but she doesn't argue.
But nor does she get up and leave me.