It was a brisk afternoon, and the sun was barely visible. Regina had just finished her lunch break and was about head back to the office. She stopped when she felt a vibration in her jacket pocket. She reached into her pocket to pull out her phone. She read the number.
It was her forest- smelling boyfriend, Robin, calling. Her lips curved as a small grin grew on her face. Everyday, Robin would call her after lunch. He loved hearing her sweet, soothing voice.
She placed her perfectly manicured finger on the answer button. "Hello, milady." A firm but somewhat comforting voice spoke on the other end. "Good afternoon, thief." Regina spoke with sass, and it was like she could almost hear him grinning.
"How has your day been?" Robin always so interested in her work. Not every former thief got the chance to date the mayor.
"It's been good, I guess." It was just an average day. Not exactly her favorite days, but they weren't the worst.
He could hear the dullness in her voice. He could always tell what kind of day she was having by the way she spoke on the phone. With days like this, he normally greeted her with a glass of wine when she got home. On especially bad days, it was usually two glasses of wine and a massage.
"I have to work late tonight. I have a lot of paperwork I need to finish." Her mood changed when those words left her lips. This had just turned into a bad day.
"Alright, I guess I'll see you when you get home." He knew that as much as she wanted to come home, she couldn't. She would have to stay there for another good two hours before she could come home. With that he hung up.
It was just about time for her to leave. She sighed in relief as she finished filing and filling out the last papers on her desk. She read the flashing numbers on the clock. It was 9:12. She couldn't believe she had been here for almost an extra three hours.
It was already dark outside, and she never really like walking home in the dark. She would have normally driven, but she was trying to be more active, and that meant walking to and from work. She was just relieved that she didn't have to bring home a lot from work. She just had her purse and her jacket.
The town was dark, and the only real source of light were the flickering street lamps.
She walked down the sidewalk, her heeled boots clopping on the concrete as she walked.
The darkness made her feel uneasy, and without realizing it, she quickened her pace. It was then that she heard quiet footsteps behind her. She felt her heart racing in her chest as she quickly walked down the sidewalk. Slowly the footsteps faded, and she could no longer hear them. She figured that whatever or whoever was following her had gone. She felt her heart beat start to calm down.
Suddenly a black figure appeared in front of her. She felt a soft cloth being pressed against her face, restricting her from screaming. She started to feel dizzy, and before she even knew what was happening, she was out cold. She went limp. The figure threw her over it's shoulder and disappeared down a dark alley. Unfortunately, there wasn't a single soul around to witness her being drugged then dragged away.
Another hour passed and Robin decided he would give her a call. Why wasn't she home? Was she still at work? He nervously dialed her number and pressed call. After a minute of ringing, he gave up. He got a feeling that something bad happened to her, but he quickly pushed it away. She's probably just really busy. He decided that he would go to sleep and not worry about it. If she was working, he would let her.