Upon hearing her demand that he let her go, Edward laughed, shaking his head at her, "Oh no, Beauty, I could never do that. Not yet, at least." He replied, finally tired of her struggling and her screaming. He was not as good at kidnapping people as Jack may have been, but he managed.
He glared at her, finally, lifting up the hand with the gun in it, after twirling the gun around so that the barrel pointed at the earth and the butt was left in his palm, swinging it at the side of the head of the young woman, hoping to knock her out before she could draw any more attention to what was currently taking place. He didn't need to see the black canary again. He had had enough of Dinah Lance for one millennium.