  &quot;Now tie her to the chair, and make sure it s tight because if it s not, you won t like what I will do to you,&quot; he tells Ismail. I sit on the chair Ismail sat on before as he uses the ropes to tie me up.
  When he is tying Ismail up a plan pops to my head, but I will need Ismail s help to make sure it goes well. A wonderful idea also comes to me that will work perfectly with my plan.
  &quot;Ismail ti fidi di me? (Ismail do you trust me?)&quot; I ask in Italian praying I said the right words.
  &quot;Lo faccio, ma perché stai chiedendo e perché parli italiano? (I do, but why are you asking and why are you speaking Italian?)&quot; Ismail replies in Italian. I am about to reply, but the thug responds instead.
  &quot;Vedo che voi due potete parlare la mia lingua (I see you two can speak my language)&quot; the man interrupts. I can t use Italian to say the things I want to say t

  We drive for what seems like an hour before coming to a stop. I get out of the car, expecting to see a house or something, or anything else but what I am seeing right now. We re standing in front of a helicopter! 
  &quot;Ismail, where are we going?&quot; I ask not understanding what is going on.
  &quot;We have to leave the city for a while,&quot; Ismail says as he walks over to the helicopter, and start pressing and checking all kinds of stuff.
  &quot;Why do we have to leave the city? Is that really necessary? Can t we stay at a hotel or something?&quot; I whine feeling like leaving the city is a bit too much.
  &quot;Yes, we do. It s risky staying here, so we have to leave.&quot;
  &quot;Are you sure leaving is the best idea?&quot;
  &quot;Do you trust me, Umit?&quot;
  &quot;Yes, I do.&quot; 
  &quot;Then we have to leave and now.&quot;
  &quot;Alright&quot;
  We step into the hel

  &quot;Move it,&quot; he says using the gun to direct me which way to go. 
  I comply and walk towards where he says, without struggle as I don t want to get him angry. We step into a room, and my fears and questions are answered.
  &quot;Umit what are you doing here?&quot; Ismail asks sounding very worried and surprised to see me. I can t believe I was right; they have Ismail. They tied him to a chair.
  &quot;Ismail are you alright? I have been looking for you,&quot; I say trying not to sound scared, but glad at least I found him.
  &quot;You can t be here right now. You have to leave,&quot; Ismail says trying to remove the ropes around his hands to get to me.
  &quot;HEY! Enough talk. You! Fine lady, follow me. Ismail shut your mouth before I shut it for you,&quot; the scary man says. 
  Ismail and I don t say anything, but I can tell he wants nothing more than to get me far away fro

&quot;Now tie her to the chair, and make sure it s tight because if it s not, you won t like what I will do to you,&quot; he tells Ismail. I sit on the chair Ismail sat on before as he uses the ropes to tie me up.
  When he is tying Ismail up a plan pops to my head, but I will need Ismail s help to make sure it goes well. A wonderful idea also comes to me that will work perfectly with my plan.
  &quot;Ismail ti fidi di me? (Ismail do you trust me?)&quot; I ask in Italian praying I said the right words.
  &quot;Lo faccio, ma perché stai chiedendo e perché parli italiano? (I do, but why are you asking and why are you speaking Italian?)&quot; Ismail replies in Italian. I am about to reply, but the thug responds instead.
  &quot;Vedo che voi due potete parlare la mia lingua (I see you two can speak my language)&quot; the man interrupts. I can t use Italian to say the things I want to say to Ismail. If I say it in a language he understands, our plan won t work. That s why I can t tell h

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