Your boyfriend, Javier, had been shot in the leg and taken hostage by Fussar’s men. You were filled with a sense of determination to get him back.

You, Dutch, and Arthur were planning to break him out of the cell that he was trapped in. You could see and hear Fussar’s men harassing him.

Javier looked weak and dehydrated. You were itching to rescue him, your hands shaky. Arthur gave your shoulder a reassuring squeeze.