*Authors Note; I recently got out of a hard time, and my friends did something that almost officially and permanently got me out of that downward spiral, just existing. So guys, in thanks, you'll show up in this book, but only as a cameo.*

With only the flashlight and Nate's Pocket Knife, Matt devised a plan.

He had been able to find an air vent, possibly large enough to break out. He used the knife to take out the screws, but before he went in, he decided to set up a decoy.

Going over to the body pile in the corner, he found one that closely resembled him. The face had been splattered with acid, as if when someone were disfiguring the other bodies, that one got caught in the crossfire. (Hey, Reader! DID YOU CATCH THAT! I JUST EXPLAINED THINGS!!!)

Since the body looked so much like him, he dragged it to the middle of the room, and tied it's hands and ankles with the rope. He placed the body face down, and put his own jacket on it. From the back view, it could be mistaken for him.

Going back to the vent, he was able to climb the shelves and, miraculously, slip through the open vent. He replaced the vent cover, jamming it into the slot so that it wouldn't fall.

He crawled through the vents, peering through the slots in the roof, he tried to eavedrop, but they spoke Latin as much as they spoke English.

Eventually, he reached the top of what looked like a meeting room, seeing two men and two women, sitting around the table. Matt tried to remember their features, so that he could give an accurate description to the police when he got out.

The first man was obviously the kidnapper, but his mask was off, so Matt could see his bald head.

The woman standing beside him looked very agressive, sporting a black and red short haircut, as well as a black leather jacket and ripped skinny jeans, completed by a pair of black combat boots. She was much younger than the man, being only about 17. Her arms seemed to be prepetually folded in a huff.

Then there was a man and a woman sitting down. The man wore a grey suit, with a grey tie. He sat straight up, with his arms folded angrily. Beside him, sat a much younger woman, wearing a black pencil skirt, a white shirt, and a black blazer. Her blond hair was tied back in a low ponytail.

"We're still so very sorry for this attack. It left us with only you, and I'm sure that that puts a lot of pressure on you." The man said to the two more aggressive ones.

The tough girl said something in Latin to the kidnapper. He responded with, "Scio. Inde aliis adepto ut fides salarium."

The girl turned to the two sitting down. "I know. that is why I belive I should get the other men's salary."

A translator. Good. Thought Matt.

"That's absurd! You will get what you got before! However, we ate willing to go higher. Sara here recently walked into much more money, and we can spare a little more." The man said. The conversation went on, with it going nowhere, until they finally said something useful.

The kidnapper pounded his fist on the table, yelling something in Latin. The girl beside him gasped. "What did he say?" Asked the blond woman, probably Sara.

"If I catch the man who brought us down, will I get my full salary?" She asked for him. The room was silent, before Sara simply stood up, shook the kidnapper's hand, and said to him, "Yes. Call us when you're ready."

She calmly left the room, saying only a quick, "Come on, dear." To the other businessman. He stood up and shook the kidnapper's hand.

"Thank you for coming in." He said. He glanced at the translator and nodded. "And you too, Olivia."

She hissed at him. "It's LIV."

Just after they left the room, LIV and the kidnapper started speaking in Latin. Matt decided it was time to move. However, it wasn't wise to move in an air vent right above a man who uses hearing as a main tracking device. He easily heard Matt above him.

Grabbing a gun off the table, he pointed it at the air vent. "Evenire! Ego iacio! Te si vis vivere!" He shouted.

Just in case, Liv picked up for him. "Come out! I'll shoot! Show yourself if you want to live!" She shouted.

He was trapped.