EXT. DESERT IN MIDDLE ASIA - DAY
LEIGH opens her eyes. The sun was hot. Very hot. The ten to fifteen American men around her reeked of sweat. 
LEIGH smiles at the thought. She also did smell of sweat and she was used to it which was definitely a bad thing. She was wearing black camouflage trousers with a black shirt and black platform boots. She sighs. Worse dressing you can do under the sun. Thankfully, her hair was braided into chuku. She wasn't sure of what it was called, but from all her life in Nigeria, that was the only name she knew. So, yeah.
 Her hands and legs were tied together with a rope, and she was tied to a tree. The men were all bulky and carried guns with them. Yep she is with a gang. Or kidnapped by a gang. From a distance, she could see about twenty men coming. Also with guns. She sighs. The process was repeating itself all over again, just with a different set of people now. LEIGH closes her eyes and sighs again. Killing her is the best option, not this. 
 It has been a week since the exchange and no one has found her yet. She really wasn't disturbed. Looking at the place they were, she was almost a hundred percent sure no network could be gotten here for anything at all.

BRAD
We brought you the girl.

KEVIN
We never asked for a girl.

LEIGH opens her eyes. Without opening them, she knew who was talking, from which side. She just wanted to look at them. The set of people they were waiting for are Koreans. That's one thing LEIGH knew.