amanda, your free. amanda s mother, lorinda, had never stopped negotiating and adam had agreed to accept $680,000 for both amanda and nigel. the captives flew out of somalia and landed in nairobi, kenya. they were whisked away to a hospital. mother and daughter finally reunited. i barely recognized her. it was relief. it was joy. and it was heart, her take. to see her like that. i would not be here now if it was not for my mother. she gave me life and she saved my life. amanda lindhout was finally safe. back with her family. but adam, the one who tormented them so much, was it finished with them yet. a single word from him would bring it all back. coming up
the families of both amanda and nigel, desperate to have their children home, eventually hired a private security company to help. months went by and one night, amanda s captors came to her room. they marched me outside and then had me sit down on the cement and they produce a small saw and began sawing through the chains that had been on my ankles for ten months. amanda and nigel hadn t seen each other for months. but now, they were thrown into the back seat of a car and driven into a dark, somali night. we re both crying. guns surround the car that we re in. and i think, this is it. then, a man appeared at the car s window. he says to me, why are you crying? here, talk to your mother. and she said to me.
million for me by one week, they will kill me. okay? tonight they have brought me out to kill me. amanda. amanda, stay strong. stay strong, honey. that phone call definitely made it harder. not to let my imagination go. did you keep it together? i just felt like i had to. that i had to be strong for her. canada does not pay ransom to kidnappers, so if we lorinda wanted to buy amends freedom, she was on her own. a world away in somalia, amanda and nigel locked in separate rooms, had discovered something. if they each stood at their windows, they could hear each other. they began to hatch a plan. nigel realized that we might have a chance to escape out
passenger turning to her and her colleague, nigel brennan, with a stern warning. he said to me, your head, your head alone is worth half 1 million dollars in mogadishu. the careful. as amanda left the airport, the capital city was chaotic. back home, amanda s mother, the linda, worried about her daughter. i just made sure every time i talked to her that i told her i loved her. amanda managed to tamp down her nervousness and got to work. on her third day in somalia, she was in a car with a nigel, chasing a story. the vehicle started to slow down and i looked up. about a dozen armed men were emerging from where they had been hidden. all of them with ak-47s. next thing i knew, my door was pulled open and i found myself lying feast out in the dirt, spread eagle with a gun held in the back of my head. terrifying. i asked, is this about money?
ottawa, there are big hugs. we sit down and talk about the impending book deal, the publishing deal that is about to be signed. adam was looking forward to a different kind of future. little did he know, that is precisely what he would get out of this deal. i go into the room with adam first, we have a boardroom set of four-hour meeting, the book publisher arrives, knocked on the door, comes on in. him and i are allegedly old friends. this is the publisher. nice to meet you. they are actually both undercover agents? both undercover agents. we had a bit of chitchat, sit down, go over the contract. and adam, as we had done in mauritius, he goes over everything he had done. so, you will be the negotiator between people who had amanda and nigel, and who else? and i told lorena that they accepted the thing. right. i am the spokesman. right. i m i am an intelligent person. an educated person. it played out like a movie,