The man glanced to the man standing behind Laura and he moved, grabbing her easily in two beefy fists and pushing her to the car. He bent her over the trunk, putting her in a very vulnerable position, putting his hand on the back of her neck to hold her head to the car and neutralizing her ability to fight back.
The leader walked around and looked to where Laura's face was pressed against the side of the car and pulled out a switchblade, pressing it to the long, pale line of her throat.
"Now see, that's just too bad. We've tried having a few talks with the man, but the only thing he seems to be ready to listen to is you. So, you tell him that if he doesn't back the fuck off, we won't be cutting him up next time - it'll be you."
He glanced to the man holding Laura and the guy leered, pressing himself against her. "And see, my friend here seems to have taken a liking to you and that's too bad because sweetheart, he's one sick fuck. Next time, he'll come after you and I won't bother to stick around to tell him to back off. So make sure you tell your boyfriend to think about that before he tries any sneaky shit. Hear?"