Travis was surprised to hear that Cam still had his gun. "And why would they leave you their gun? Clearly, they were organized enough to get us here, but why put us here, and tie us to these loose supports and let you keep your gun?" It was almost as if they wanted them to escape, and that thought did little to calm Travis's worries. What sick joke were they playing? This all had to mean something, but what? Travis wasn't sure, but he knew he was about to find out very soon.<br/><br/>Travis leaned his back against the pole as much as he could, propping his legs a bit so that it looks like he was squatting. He took a few seconds to breathe and gather his strength before he attempted to pull his weight forward. He felt pain in his wrists as the tight cuffs dug into his skin but after only a few seconds he heard a rather loud snap and he felt the pressure disappear as he fell atop the ground in a heap of muscle. Slowly, he lifted his head and looked back and indeed the pole has snapped and his cuffs were free. His hands were still tied behind his back, but at least he had gotten himself free. He looked over towards Cam as he slowly stood up. "Do you think you can do that too? I can help, if you want. But I'm sure you're strong enough given how long you've been in law enforcement." Travis made sure to note out loud, hoping whoever was on the other side of the camera could hear them and realize how big of a mistake they made in trying to kidnap these two brothers.