The attic was sweltering, and the two bank tellers struggled in their bonds as their captor quickly set about the task of silencing them. First, there mouths were stuffed to capacity, then circuit after circuit of duct tape was wrapped around their heads, sealing the silencing masses behind their fused lips. As they struggled against the ropes, they wondered if the police would ever track their captor to his hideout before he made a final break for freedom. They fought hard for their freedom in the cramped quarters, the stagnant stifling air turning them into sweaty messes as they tried to ... Show more