While they’re busy loading your bike, hop into their driver’s seat. If you’re lucky, maybe they left the keys in the ignition, free car! If not, either surprise the fuck out of them and ask “Where are we going?”, or call the law, or just beat the shit out of them, your choice.
That’s what he hit back with! Including kidnapping! I was 16 at the time, and he was a family friend. He was having drinks with my folks and told me he had seen me three times that week at the same place and time. I still think his work made him a bit paranoid, though.
It’s hard to get out of that mindset once you’re in it and you see what people are capable of.