In reality, I was worried about Johnny's capture, but not so worried that I thought I couldn't save him. Giving in to these guys demands wasn't going to do me any good.
I popped an ice pill into my mouth and said, "Hold on. I need to take my medication." I grabbed Chad's cold coffee and drank some of it to swallow the pill.
"Oh, really? You're not intimidated? What if we gave you his finger?" Brad said. He ignored me taking the pill.
"You could give me his dick. It still wouldn't change the fact that it's already happened and there's nothing I can do about it," I said. A golden mouth appeared next to Brad and Thad.
'Does he actually have Johnny's finger?' I thought at the mouth.
"Yes," the golden mouth responded.
'Good,' I thought.