Audrey's wails echoed around the room as she frantically tried to get through the metal caging to Jack. The men scrunched up there faces to the high pitched noise, only Omar and Jack were non-responsive to the screams. Omar was busy watching Jack, deciding what to do next. Had the Americans really sent in a one man team? Were they that arrogant, or did they underestimate their enemy so much? Omar clenched his fists, they would soon show the Americans what they were capable of.
He motioned to two men who grabbed Jack and dragged him to Omar's feet, stepping away after rolling him onto his back. There was no blood, but Omar still knelt down and inspected the vest, wanting to be sure that the man hadn't been hit. Frowning he wondered whether to use him or not; it could further there cause and illustrate there expertise, overpowering the Americans rescue party. But he knew Marwan had a very specific plan and he didn't like any deviation; not even small details like this.
Audrey's wails drowned out as though she knew what Omar was trying to decide , using her silence as an instrument to try and persuade him to keep Jack alive. But then she didn't even realise he was wearing a vest; she was stunned into silence, first seeing Jack come to save her, and then seeing what could possibly have been her loves death. She was in shock.
Omar pulled out his gun from his leather holster, sweeping his jacket back to get to it. Audrey saw the movement and felt a pinch of hope that perhaps he wasn't dead after all. But why was he so still? Omar raised his arm, the gun held still in the air as he tried to make his decision. Marwan really wouldn't like any inconvenience caused, but maybe he would see his skill and dedication to the cause through this action.
Still uncertain he pulled the hammer back, looking up annoyed as Audrey's pleas started again.
"Jack! Please don't do this," she screamed madly, "don't do this to him please don't do this!" Her voice was raw from the strain but she continued to plead and demand that they left him. She knew that if the men pulled the trigger she and Jack could never share the life they wanted together.
A confused look crept on Omar's face.
"What is your relationship to this men?" Omar demanded, after his men had opened the metal gating and dragged her out; three men holding her back from running to Jack.
Omar's voice demanded an answer, Audrey wavered as she spoke. "We're co-workers," she said bluntly, but the pain in her eyes told a different story.
"Lie to me again woman and I shall kill him and you just for the sake of it!"
"He is my co-worker," she said weakly, scared for Jack and herself, "he's also my partner," she whispered, Omar making her repeat herself to display his authority to her again.
Smiling he brought the gun down slightly, his eyes back on Jack again.
"Maybe I will keep him around then, if it keeps you in line. You have been very rude to my men earlier," Omar added as an afterthought.
"I'm sorry," she said eagerly, tears running down her face, "but please don't hurt him. He's a good man."
Omar was enraged by her words, but he stayed silent. He knew there was no point in wasting time to argue about there differing beliefs.
Turning to his side he re-holstered his weapon, not commenting on the relief which seemed to flood through Audrey.
"Take them both to the Secretary's cell. Secure him and dispose of the flack. He was lucky once," he said coldly turning to Audrey, "he wont be as lucky the second time."
Audrey stayed silent as she was herded through the building, two men dragging Jack behind her, who was oblivious to the danger he had temporarily escaped.