Ooh, feisty. She wasn't going to make it easy, was she.
Already, Sal had the other letter in his hand, ready to discard it for Henry and Mitch the moment Eileen had let herself become too vulnerable. And in the other hand, he had a knife - not his usual weapon of choice, but he wanted her frightened, not bleeding. Not moving from his spot, he clicked his tongue.
"No. I'll only let her go if you come with me. I forgot to mention that part on the note. This isn't a hostage situation, Eileen. This is a trade off."