Jacob held her against the wall with one arm pushing against her throat, the the other holding the gun merely taunting her at first.  But then he pressed the gun between her legs, so she could feel the cold metal.  "Try that again bitch, and your headstone will say that your 'chastity' was stolen by a big fucking gun." he snapped at her.<br/><br/>He had been relatively ignoring the screaming from the others, leaving them to handle the other two.  But this latest series of thuds, bangs, and shouting just didn't sit well with him.  He couldn't hear specifics, but something just seemed off...unless those three were re-decorating the damn lobby with blood.  He started to ignore the issue, but again something just wasn't right about this latest shouting, screaming, and sound of either a person or heavy object hitting into either the counter or wall.<br/><br/>He eased the pressure he had on Maddy's throat, but gave her a stern glance as he took a step back from her.  In doing so, he brought the gun up from between her legs and aimed it at her face. "Don't make me regret me saying I'd let you live." was all he said, as he reached behind his back and pulled another gun from its holster.  He stood there for a moment, one pistol pointed right at her nose the other he aimed at the door.<br/><br/>Keeping his eye on her the entire time, he stepped back from her again giving her room to move a bit but kept the gun trained on her nose.  "Either take them all the way off or put them back on for now; but let's go." he said, motioning to her panties that were still wrapped around her ankles and then to the door.  His voice still maintained its former sense of callousness, but it now had the undertones of anger rather than the cold-hearted but level headed individual he was when this had all started.<br/><br/>