"Wow." Vivian mentioned to Laura Bennett. "You have a beautiful home."

"Thanks," Laura casually replied.

"Where is your husband?" Jack questioned.

"He had to tie up some loose ends at the office, he'll be back soon."

As if he was programmed, Samuel Bennett burst through the door, obviously flustered.

"Have you found out anything?" was the first thing he blurted.

"No dear, they haven't yet." Laura Bennett calmly informed him.

"How can you be so calm!" He replied angrily. "Someone has our little girl and you are acting like nothing is wrong!"

"Mr. Bennett, I can assure you we are doing everything possible to find her, we didn't even get the missing persons' report until a couple hours ago." Vivian tried to calm the man.

"Let's walk out to the barn," Laura suggested, "We may find something there."

"Like Sam, maybe." Jack mumbled to himself. He had seen nor heard any sign of Sam since they arrived.

Vivian, Jack, and the two Bennetts arrived and pulled open the heavy oak barn door, much like Samantha had only an hour ago. They had no idea what to expect. After opening the door they found the same scene that Sam had, only with a few added touches here and there.

"Shit." Jack said, "that's Sam cell phone." He pointed to another crushed phone next to the saddle that Sam had briefly attempted to pick up.

"Well," Vivian added, "if there is one thing we know about the perpetrator, it's that he has a thing for crushing phones."

They surveyed the scene with increasing worry, until the silence was broken by a beeping sound. Samuel pulled a blackberry out of his suit pocket. The other three watched as his face changed from surprise to anger to hurt in a matter of seconds. He quickly explained.

"Danny," Jack spoke into his phone, "you and Martin get up here as fast as you can. We got a ransom, for Sophie…and Samantha.

Hey there bigshot!

I'm sure you are flustered at the moment. You have never been one to handle tense situations well. When you cross me like you did, there are certain consequences. I want 1,000,000 for the sister-in-law, the pretty blonde. You get me that, I give her back. Then I want another million for your daughter, the cute brunette. You try to get the cops involved someone's gonna die. You try to scam me again and both of them are gonna die.

Email me back and we will negotiate drops.

P.S. Don't flatter yourself with elaborate schemes to be the hero, it will only cause more trouble.

Signed:

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