'Now!' she shouted.
She ran into the living room.
The police officers followed her, but they were all too late.
The man in black had his arm around Grant's chest.
The knife was at Grant's throat, and a little blood was running down Grant's neck to his shirt.
'Don't come near me or I'll kill him,' said the man in black.
'Drop the knife.
You can't get away,' said Logan quietly.
Nobody moved.
'Get away from the door or Fraser dies,' shouted the man in black.
'Get away from the door.' Again nobody moved.