There is a general confusion between an eidetic memory and a photographic memory.
An eidetic memory is being able to relive a memory as if it were happening in the instant.
A photographic memory is being able to view a memory as if it were a photograph.
Eidetic memories include the feelings felt in that instant and the events leading up to and after the recalled memory.
Photographic memories are best used to recall minute details such as the cloths a person was wearing or where exactly an item stood.
The evidence of an eidetic memory has yet to be fully proven as the mind is subject to change. It can be influence and manipulated to believe certain details.
Elsa had an eidetic memory. She was proud of it in times of her research but there were times where a memory forced its way into her mind and she was doomed to relive it. Both a blessing and a curse.
Right this instant she was relying heavily on it as she scanned the room full of faces she didn't care for at this moment. Not until they had any sort of relevance to the problem at hand.
Anna was missing.
The redhead had left her side just for a moment to use the rest room and Elsa had been busy talking with Hans at the time, but it had been nearly an hour and the bubbly woman hadn't been seen since.
She asked the people around the bathrooms and they recalled her going in and leaving before following a waiter with a tray of truffles. Elsa was a little relieved to know that the woman only got distracted by chocolate, but the waiter then said he hadn't interacted with a redhead in a black dress.
Elsa then informed both Hans and Rapunzel about her concerns. The two had told her that it was a big place filled with a bunch of people she didn't know so the girl probably got lost or pulled into a conversation regarding the engagement.
Elsa was not convinced.
Now she looked at each face trying to see who was and wasn't supposed to be there. A strange feeling in the pit of her stomach felt uneasy. Something simply was not right. She had told the redhead to stay with her, why hadn't she gone to the bathroom with her?
"Elsa don't worry she'll show up eventually," Hans tried to calm her. He could see how she was scratching at her gloves as her hands were balled into fists.
"What if she doesn't? She if someone took her? You saw some of the faces around here when I asked her for her hand, you saw those disgusted looks," she nearly hissed. Her brain was fogging over faster and faster. She could hear the growl in her head and feel the tingling sensation in her fingers.
"I doubt someone went that far," Hans said softly, but he worried. Sometimes Elsa's mind went further than was necessary.
"Get security to look around," she growled and turned on her heel to go look outside.
All she found outside were people smoking or heading home. She asked around and no one had seen the woman leave the building. She saw the security looking around, their earpieces sticking out almost like sore thumbs. She guesses to less vigilant people it might be missed, but she was highly aware of them.
Cursing to herself, Elsa pulls out her phone and switched it on. Her personal phone was never in use, she had a special business phone for if she weren't at home. She won't get signal out there anyway, but Hans made sure she had both for emergencies.
Elsa tapped at the screen and silently thanked herself for having Hans not only update it, but add a specific app to the phone. He knew she was planning on asking the redhead for her hand, how else was she to explain why she needed a tracking app.
The ring was not only a family thing, but really expensive. She told him it was for insurance purposes, something he had agreed was needed. So as long as Anna was wearing the ring, she would be able to track her location.
Elsa saw a map open on her phone and the tracker loading before pinging to a street just behind the building. The blonde didn't have time to speculate why the girl was back there, because the dot started moving fast.
Anna was in a car.
There was no way the girl was running that fast, not even if she were in better cloths and was a sprinter.
"Elsa!" Hans called and the woman turned to look at him. He was panting slightly and holding up Anna's purse.
"One of the securities found this in the ally," he said and Elsa felt rage boil inside her.
"Why was no one stationed at the back?" She nearly screamed, but managed to keep herself from alerting everyone around them.
"I-I thought there was," he stammered and Elsa growled. Did she have to think of everything around here?
She showed him the phone and he blinked a few times, before going pale.
"You think she was kidnapped?" He asked and Elsa grunted.
"Obviously," Elsa said and stared at the dot moving further and further away. Her mind was racing a mile a minute about what was happening and what she could do.
"We should call the cops," he said and Elsa snapped her sharp ice blue eyes at him making him gulp.
"I'm not involving them till I know what is going on, I'd rather not involve them," she growled. If she could avoid police she'd be very happy. They tended to stick their noses in places they shouldn't and she didn't need them poking around her home.
"So we just wait for a ransom or something?" Hans asked, unsure of himself.
"That is exactly what we will do, I doubt they know we have a tracker on her, so unless they get rid of the ring we have the upper hand," Elsa huffed and stared at her phone.
The dot was still moving when she got a call from an unknown number. Hans nearly jumped to see, but Elsa already had the phone pressed to her ear.
"What do you want?" She growled and was met with a chuckle. There was something oddly familiar in the voice.
"What I want? I think I have something you want," the obviously male voice on the other end said.
"And you want something in exchange?" Elsa asked, turning her back to Hans. The voice was starting to make more sense to her. It was odd though, she swears she murdered that man.
"Information for starters, now I know that by me taking your lovely fiancée, you know I'm not a good man," he said and Elsa huffed.
"Get on with it," she growled.
"My brother you see, he in his stupidity went to go rob your place, but you see…he never returned, in fact our best tracker dog says he's still at your place," the man said and Elsa felt herself run cold. She moved away from Hans, giving him a stern glare when he tried to follow.
"You're right he was stupid to think he could steal from me," she whispered.
"Ah so you met the moron? Either tell me where he ran off to or give him back to me and you can have your girl back," he said.
Elsa went silent for a few seconds, a calmness washed over her as she smiled to the darkness of the night sky.
"Give me two hours and then call me back so we can discuss the trade," she said simply.
"I knew you were a smart business woman, probably got her hands dirty a few times already, I like you. Alright, I will call you in two hours, if you don't answer she's dead," the man said and the line died.
Elsa stared at the 'call ended' screen and started to smile.
He was messing with the wrong psychopath.
