Mac sat down on the bed next to her.

"She's…. she's been kidnapped."

"What?" Angel let out a sigh of relieve. That's not good either. "When did this happen?"

"A couple of hours ago."

"Is she? Angel lowered her head in her hands again. "Is she dead?"

"I don't think so…from what the witnesses sad they took her to a park in Miami. That's all we have to go. He said "we" like we were together. Together like partners.

"But why Samantha and not me."

"I was hoping that you might know that." Mac told her the story about then men that were following them.

"That's terrible," Angel took a deep breath. She got to thinking about the car, the one that was in the accident with them. "That's why you never came back to get me earlier wasn't it?'

"Yes,"

"These men, how long have they been following you?"

"These past few days."

"You mean the time I showed up."

"Yes, as far as I can tell."

"These men, the ones who hit us…I'm getting to think that that was not a accident. I think they… that night…. We were hit…I think that it was…" she looked at him. "Murder? The…" he question eyeing her.

"The car crash I think that it was intentionally, but I have no proof, no evidence, nothing. They think that I died in the wreck and came when they saw me….oh,. no what have I've done coming back here?" she shook her head. "Don," she swallowed. "He might be in danger. I…."

Mac's cell rang. Mac swallowed.

"What is it?" Angel looked nervous. Maybe it was police telling them they found Sam's body or that is was the kidnapers themselves wanting ransom.

"I don't know the number." He pushed the speakerphone button. "Mac Taylor here."

"Good to hear your voice detective Taylor." That voice I know who that is…that is the voice that I heard when I was a little kid….I will never forget it.

Angel almost screamed. Mac had to slap his hands across her face to keep her quite.

Mac whispered shh….into her ear. She just nodded, so he let go of her mouth.

"What do you want Sonny?" Mac asked in the phone.

"I want the girl, the one you are hiding. I know you have her. An even swap." Mac knew that he would never get an even swap. He sighed. "My girl for yours."

"Where you want to meet?"

"Bring the girl with you and only you to Miami Greenview park. You have 48 hours or I'll kill Flacks sister, Samantha." Mac could hear someone gagging trying to talk. Then the phone went dead. Angel swallowed. Now Samantha's life hangs in the balance.

"Do what he says." Angel told Mac. "I started this miss. I'll clean it up."

"I…"

"Let's go we are wasting time here." Angel started towards the door.

"Wait." Mac took out his handcuffs.

"Is that really necessary?" he just nodded at her. She walked back towards him. She sighed, "Alright." Mac almost had them closed when he heard the faint sound of an alarm. "What? What is that sound?" Mac walked closer to the sounds. After opening it some the alarm got louder. Angel had to cover her ears.

"It's the smoke alarm."

"What?" Angel couldn't hear a thing with the loud noise rocking her. Mac felt the door that lead to the cell.

"Ow, it's hot." He turned to Angel. "Back in."

"We can't go out that way." She pointed the same way that she came in.

" I'm afraid not." Mac shook his head. Angel noticed that this time his face somewhat looked fearful. Something in his face told her that that he knew that they were in real danger. "We just have to wait." He sat on the edge of the bed.

"We don't have time. We have to find Samantha and fast."

"What are we going to do?" he asked his voice was filled with panic and she could tell that something was scaring him.

"We are not going to panic that's for sure." Angel said with confidence.

"There's a fire above us and you're not going to panic?" what is going on with him? Is he afraid of fires?

"Well," Mac placed his hand on the side of her face. He wanted her to look straight at him. "I didn't say I wasn't scared." She looked in Mac's eyes, she saw pure fear in them. He was scared, scared deep. I've never seen an officer get scared before. Well one to admit it anyway. He must not like fires, that maybe his downfall. I have to be the brave one for the both of us if we want to get out of here.

"Is there any other way out of here?" Angel asked finally able to break the intense glare.

Mac shook his head. "I don't think so…it's a storage place."

"There's always a trap door."

"Not always." Angel with one cuff still dangling around refused to just sit around there and possible die. She could smell a faint smoky smell. "Help me move some of these boxes out of the way." Mac didn't move a muscle. She saw that his hands were shaking some. "Come over here detective and help me. I need you help."

Angel and Mac kept busy moving box after box against the opposite wall.