Time dragged on in the suffocating silence, with the man keeping them confined, neither assaulting them nor offering food or a drink.

In this eerie hush, seconds turned into minutes, and Tom’s restlessness grew, hanging over him like a storm cloud, threatening to burst at any moment.

He cast a glance at Ariana, who had maintained an unflinching composure throughout, and voiced his guilt in a hushed tone, “This whole mess is on me. It’s obvious they came after me, but I’ve dragged you into this, Ariana. Are you holding up okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Kidnapping was something she’d been into before, and given their current captors, their attitude was relatively calm.

She turned to reassure Tom, “Don’t blame yourself for this ordeal.

It’s a trap set for us. Carl anticipated we’d return to inspect the surveillance, and they deliberately left the back door open. Trust me; others will take notice of our absence and come looking for us.”

Sonia had been frantically searching for Ariana. They had made plans

Angela’s Library

Sonia learned that Ariana hadn’t returned home since the previous night,

it inconvenient to respond to calls. Yet,

memories of the harrowing discovery of Ariana’s condition after the car accident five years ago rushing

surveillance footage near the police

dialed Tom’s number, but it went

Sonia, a sentiment she couldn’t afford to ignore. Upon her visit to the police station to report the situation, she was met with the disheartening news that they

for assistance while also apprising Mitchel of the unfolding crisis. She divulged the particulars to

Mitchel wasted no time leveraging his connections to acquire information discreetly. However, from dawn to dusk, there was

wear brave countenances in his presence, the child intuited that something

morning when, as was his custom, he went to

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