I didn't know who he was - I guessed that he was one of them, but didn't act on it, or react to it, not until I was safely across town. Given that I was looking down a gunbarrel for it, I did comment on his profession, but framed it in him being mafia or something less extemporaneous, and in the circumstances - that we'd both been kidnapped by the same culprit.

And after that conversation, I turned my back to him as I walked away.

And you know that I wasn't harmed.