"He can try," the guy whispered. "But who's to say he's going to be any more successful at that than he was protecting you tonight? He's had a tail on your ass for months and yet here you are, ready to bleed and no help is coming."
He pressed the knife in just a little to the side of her throat, bringing one drop of blood with the little knick. "That's just a taste. Be sure to let him know that, will you?"
He straightened and nodded to the other goons. "Now you're going to stay there all quiet like until we're gone," he said as he backed away. "There's someone with a gun trained on you and one noise or he even sees you reach for that phone and you're dead. You get straight in the car and drive home."
The man holding Laura leaned in a little and licked up the side of her neck. "See you next time, baby," he said, foul breath gusting over Laura's face before he backed up and was gone too.