Bolton turned around and looked at the passengers caught by the drug cartel, beaten, and threatened. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes filled with sympathy, conflict, and contradiction.
Gu Ji reached out to grab his shoulder, but Bolton pushed him away.
"Mr. Yassen, you should leave first!"
"You're going to stay, Bolton? Damn it, this is pointless; the cartel has absolute superiority in numbers and firepower. You can only watch them do whatever they want and be powerless to resist. It's better to leave quickly and meet up with the Mexican military and police sooner!"
"You're right, but as the last remaining pilot of Flight AM649, I can't just watch the passengers being taken hostage and leave them behind to escape alone. Staying, at least I can alleviate their panic and provide a bit of reassurance."
