Silence...and ticking...where were you?

A the sack over your head has been ripped off violently by someone near, making you flinch as the overhanging lamp momentarily blondes you. Your wrists were bound by rope and your feet tied to the legs of a chair. There was a small bomb strapped to your side, ticking softly as a small light in the side flashed. There were two men in front of you, a tall and lanky blond haired man and a tall, well built, brown haired man. The blond man speaks first, his tone cold.

"So this is them, huh? Wonder what your partner with think when they hear you've been kidnapped..."