Disclaimer: See chapter 1
A bed is a wonderful piece of furniture. It can be piled with pillows, blankets, and the warm body of your lover. It's the best place for sleep, or other activities.
But when you're under three heavy blankets, and your husband decided to sleep literally on top of you, a bed can be a place from hell.
This was Erin's situation when she woke up in the morning. She was extremely hot, and finally when she couldn't stand being so hot she shoved her husband off of her and got out of bed.
Only to figure out that something was terribly wrong. Her baby hadn't cried the entire night, and she knew that that couldn't be normal.
She padded over to the crib, and moved the blankets. Only to find a child's straw doll, with a note attached.
To whomever this concerns:
We've kidnapped your child for the revenge of events that have happened over the past year. If you don't come looking for her, then she shall not be harmed. Or you can pay a hefty ransom of 1.9 billion dollars. Choose either option, and if you choose the money please leave it by the angel fountain in the garden.
Thanks,
The Kidnappers.
Erin rushed over to Joseph in tears, and when he couldn't understand what she was saying she finally handed him the note and sobbed into his shoulder. He tried comforting her by rubbing her back, but he had to fight back tears too. Where could they get so much money?
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The entire mansion knew of the kidnapping by the afternoon. They'd sent out search parties, and Lane had offered to pay the ransom, but Erin and Joseph were very stubborn people, and didn't want to pay money for their daughter.
By sunset she still wasn't found.
Joseph came to bed around midnight, and took his wife in his arms. They both needed the reassurance of another's heart beat, another's breathing. They vowed they would find their daughter, no matter what the cost would be.