The grand house was swarmed with police officers. Yellow tape marked the home as a crime scene, and any curious passerby were driven away from the area. Two distressed adults were speaking to the head inspector when the man noticed two figures making their way to the house. He excused himself from the couple and turned to the duo.

"Detective Dawson," the inspector greeted the woman then nodded to the man beside her, "and Mr. Moon."

The woman laughed. "It's just Ally, Inspector George. You know I'm not a real detective."

"You might as well be. Now, let's get to business." George turned serious as he handed over the folder he was holding. Ally opened it and scanned the documents.

"A kidnapper?" Austin asked, looking over Ally's shoulder.

"Yes, the children of some very important people too." The inspector tilted his head towards the couple from before. "Heads of the largest butchering companies, Mr. and Mrs. Wyner. The twin girls disappeared around midnight, snatched right out of their beds without a trace of where they could be now."

Ally nodded with that look in her eyes. "Right. May I go inside to take a look?"

"Of course."

Austin and Ally stepped into the luxurious house of the wealthy Wyners. The house was as expensive looking on the outside as it was on the inside. It was elegant and full of furnishings that were probably worth more than a year's salary. Austin whistled in awe.

"You think the culprit wants money?" Austin asked the detective.

Ally frowned, deep in thought. "Maybe...but they would have requested a ransom by now."

"True. Do you need to do your thing?"

"Yeah."

Her friend stayed quiet as she shut her eyes and went into the mind of the kidnapper. She had to imagine it, predict their thought processes, and be that person. When her eyes snapped open again, the room was devoid of Austin and all the other officers. Through her imagination, the house was shrouded in darkness as it was midnight when the kidnapping happened.

She tread carefully, like the kidnapper, towards the twins' room. It was all very easy. 'How?' Ally whispered to herself. A glance to her right gave her the answer. The housekeeper had been taken care of permanently. The girls' parents were out on a business trip, so they didn't have to worry about that.

They opened the door to the bedroom wide open, and there they were-the twin girls. The twins were less than ten years old, with long brown hair that was adorable when paired with their blue eyes. Sleeping peacefully in their beds, the girls did not suspect a thing. They woke them up and told them exactly what happened, and what they wanted them to do. The children, scared out of their mind, followed every order without uttering a word.

The kidnapper had led them out of the house, into a car, and-

"Excuse me Miss, what are you doing?"

Ally was brought back from her journey through the mind of the kidnapper. A young officer, probably new to the job, was regarding her with curiosity and suspicion.

"She's Detective Dawson," Austin chimed in, appearing out of nowhere, "here to solve the crime and save the day?"

A look of recognition flashed through the officer's eyes. "Right, Inspector George mentioned you. Sorry if I interrupted anything."

"It's okay, I was about to finish anyway."

The officer scurried off as Austin turned to Ally. "Find anything?"

"Not really," Ally sighed, "they were smart. Knew how to get the kids to cooperate because there's no signs of struggle. The room's so neat that they might as well have just went to the bathroom. But why would they go through all that trouble when he had already killed the staff?"

"Soft spot for kids?" Austin guessed as he walked outside with Ally to see the inspector.

"No, I think they didn't want to hurt the twins. They were special for some reason, and not because they're rich. He or she wanted to keep them in good condition. But why?"

Austin and Ally reported their findings to the head inspector. They were both going back to their shared apartment when Ally received a text. The text contained a link, and Ally excused herself to her room. In the privacy of her own bedroom, she tapped it and it led her to a video.

While it buffered, Austin shouted to her from the hallway. "I need to go out for a bit. Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah," she replied.

"Bye then. Maybe you'll change your mind about those lessons when I come back!"

Ally laughed at that. "Right!" It was a long running thing between them. Austin offered to give her some self defense training, and Ally refused. She considered it unnecessary for her since she'll always be two steps ahead of whatever she has to face. Ally's the brains, Austin's the brawn.

The door was shut loudly just as the video started. After watching the video, Ally's mind was racing again. It was a video from the kidnapper. The girls were in it too. The man had told her not to alert the authorities and that he wanted to meet her alone. But that wasn't the worst of it.

Ally knew the kidnapper.