Kate heard the bolt to her cell slide back. Then the door opened and light streamed in.
“I have brought you some bread and water,” said Hassan.
“Hurry up, boy,” growled one of the guards.
“Listen,” Hassan whispered. “I’m not sure how, but I will try and help you to escape. Hold out your hand.”
Kate did so and Hassan pressed a pistol into it.
“It’s loaded. When the time comes you must be ready to use it.”
“But how do we get out of here? There are so many of them. It’s suicide, Hassan.”
“It may be our only chance.”
“No, Hassan.
“No? Then as sure as the sun rises in the east, you will die. It’s been decided.”
“There’s still time for the ransom to be paid.”
“The ransom makes no difference. And no one will come to rescue you. No one knows you are here. I will try to get us out. I have to go. May Allah protect us.”