BPOV
The house was eerily quiet. "Abigail?" I called to my wife. No answer. I went into Abigail's office... and saw utter destruction. Her papers were everywhere, and something that looked like a broomstick handle was lying on the floor, right beside my favorite antique lamp. Then I saw something that really caught my eye.
Three spots of deep red on the rug. Blood. I walked over to the desk and saw a piece of paper with a hastily scrawled message:
Hello, Ben.
If you want Abigail back alive, I suggest that you meet me in the woods in the back of my house exactly one week from today. Bring 3 grand. Do not contact the FBI. You may bring Riley. Let's get this settled once and for all.
See you later, Ben.
-Ian
"What does it say?" Asked Riley.
"Ian has Abigail," I said through clenched teeth. Riley scowled.
"I hate that guy," he said.