they brewed or maybe the types of food like fried rice, i didn t smell any of that. i smelled fresh air. i smelled freedom. at least for the moment. but where was he. at a point i couldn t keep going through brush because i didn t know my exact location. i had to keep get on a road, m can find a different way. but there was a danger because people might see you out there. because people might walking possibly get on a different way. but there was a danger because people might see you. yeah. well, on this island, you don t know who is with them and who is not. but it was a right he had to take and soon regretted. walking down the road, he heard a voice behind him. a man was approaching, but he had a rifle. coming up i had walked through all that terrain, and it was for nothing. he could take you away, take
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them, my fate will be the same. so they took her cousin, too. gerfa watched the shore disappear into the darkness. in a matter of a moment you went from a feeling of incredible peace to the worst nightmare you could ever imagine. chaos, complete chaos. and you tried to control yourself, trying to stay calm. and how do you do that? it was early morning, right after sunrise when they arrived on an island. they were made to sit hidden in the mangroves. take me, gerfa pleaded with the kidnapper, let the boys go. but in response one of the men raised his machete. he looked at me and he said, did you want me to cut your son s your infidel son s head already. behead him? behead him. i knew right then it was religious. these guys are fanatics. it is more serious, more hostile. could you see the hatred in
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his kitchen in a hole of despair. his fbi friends with notes and equipment were long gone, in a manila hotel room with his wife who had no news about kevin at all. it is a terrible feeling. you are feeling helpless, totally helpless, useless, and just sitting here and hope the best. that very day halfway around the world gerfa got word that the fbi wanted to see her immediately. she rushed to the hotel room. when i opened the door everybody was looking at me so quiet, just stare at me. it was like, oh, something happened, something happened to kevin. an fbi agent was holding a phone. on the line, the mayor of a small town on basalan island. it is for you, the agent told gerfa. the mayor said, mrs. lunsmann. i was like, yeah.
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meanwhile, fbi agents in the philippines were working sources on the ground. words was jerfa and kevin had been taken to one of abu sayyaf s strongholds, bassa land, a large island about four islands by boat from where they were kidnapped to a base camp deep in washington was impenetrable jungle. we traveled there to talk to officials that might have the influence to help. heiko might have help, but money, no. the government doesn t pay ran son. decisions about ransom are made by the family. it was to me know choice. i know i want to pay something just to make sure they are safe. the week after the kidnapping, heiko wired a ransom payment, close to $5,000, to a bank account in the philippines. i was thinking i pay them money and it is over, but help
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