Chapter four

Mac was staring out his office window, thinking about Stella. She was out there somewhere, but where? He let out a frustrated sigh, her abductor was holding all the cards and he didn't like it. Just then, his cell phone rang. He reached into his pocket, pulled it out and flipped it open. "Taylor."

"You find your missing partner, yet?"

"Where the hell is she?"

"Somewhere you'll never find her. Your never going to see her again."

"I'll find her and when I do, you'll be dead."

"I'm scared, Detective," her abductor replied, then hung up.

Mac stared at his phone in disbelief.

"Mac?"

He whirled around and saw Danny. "It's not polite to sneak up on people."

"The blood on the wall is Stella's, Adam double-checked it."

"We know how he broke in and knocked her out, but we still don't know who he is or where they are. He just called me, too."

"What'd he say?"

"Stella's someplace we'll never find her."

"We'll find her and when we do, he's going to be sorry"

Just then, Lindsay came in. "Her abductor wears a size nine."

"Great, that could be anyone in New York." Danny said in a discouraged tone.

Mac sighed as he walked over to the glass wall. He felt very frustrated, Danny and Lindsay walked over to him. Lindsay reached out and placed her hand on his shoulder. "We'll find her."

Mac slowly turned and looked at her, "He called me. He said Stella was somewhere we'd never find her. I think he's Greek, he had an accent."

"Maybe he took her to Greece then."

"Yeah, but where in Greece? That's a big country" Danny said.

Mac glared at him. "I can't just sit here and wait."

" I don't like it either, but he's holding all the cards. Believe me, if we had a name or a location; I'd jump on the plane with you. We're gonna find this guy. "

Meanwhile in Athens

Stella hated not being able to see anything. What's he going to do to me?

She tried to move her chair back without tipping over. She went a few feet and then crashed into something. She tried to move her hands again and felt little knobs. She had hit the dresser. She had some movement in her hands, but not much. She pulled on one of the knobs and began feeling around. After a while of searching, she found something she could use. A small pocket knife.

She felt around for the little button,opened it up and began cutting her ropes. Finally,she heard them snap. She let out a relieved sigh as she dropped the knife back in the drawer,then began working on the bindfold. It was tied tight,so it took her a while to get it off. She had just gotten it off when she heard the door open.

A/n uh-oh. hope you like my cliffie.