Rescued or not

Molly:

After Larry shot Bruno and Pedro, he pointed the gun to my head. My whole body shuddered in fear, because he was going back and forth with me. If he was going to kill me then it would be a good time to do so.

"Why won't you kill me! I want to get this over, fuck!" I groaned as tears dropped from my eyes.

He groped my butt from behind and then he grabbed my neck really hard as though he wanted to strangle me.

"I've had every female I wanted but you, and I must have you in bed before I kill you," he said, making my stomach knott.

My whole body tingled, and I wished there was a way to take Pedro's gun from his lifeless body which was a few inches away.

After Larry said those words, he grabbed my hand, and dragged me out of the room. Deep down I prayed Farrell would make it to us in time, but it seemed almost impossible. I had no clue on which floor he was at, and I didn't know where Larry was taking me to.

"You know you'll be so dead if he gets to us," I said but Larry didn't bat