Jason McCann.
"So how are we gonna find this fucker?" Cameron asked, as i paced. "Well, we need alot of things to help us. Firstly, we need to know what Sofia looks like, so we could actually find her. Secondly we need bombs, guns, all that shit. Thirdly, we need to scan the note, so we could get the fingerprints or any trace of DNA to trace the asshole and find out where he is." I smirked. "Brilliant." He chuckled. "I know i am. I'll just drive over to Brian's to get that picture, you take the note and try and see if there is DNA on it iight? I'll meet you back here in 20." He nodded, taking the note off me, heading to the lab. Yeah, i have a lab. I have a shed full of weapons to so. I head over to my car, driving to Chapmans.
I arrive, walking into his well furnished mansion. I look around too see that everything was cleaned up. "Damn." I muttered, finally seeing Brian, on the phone. "Brian." I say walking into his office, sitting on the black leather chair. "Alright, i'll speak later, i have a client." He said, hanging up." Jason, have you found her?" He asked. I chuckled, shaking my head. "Not yet, chill bro. I need to know what she looks like." He nodded, getting up. "Follow me." He said, walking up the stairs. I followed him, into her room. I looked around. "Well, this is her photo wall thing. Let's see." He said, picking out a picture of a girl. He handed it to me, as i scanned the picture. The girl was absolutely flawless. She was smiling, and she just looked beautiful. "Wow." I breathed out. "Yeah. I know." He sighed, with a hint of sadness in his voice. "I'll find her, don't worry." I nodded. He smiled nodding. I gave him a man shake, walking out. I drove back to Cameron, who was in the lab. I walked inside, "Yo. Find anything?" He frowned,shaking his head. "No trace of DNA. At all. He's good."
Sofia Chapman.
I gulped letting out soft cries, as some guy with blonde hair, walked in with a tray. "Dinner, eat up. You'll get hungry." I sniffed, looking down. "Look stop crying alright. Your Uncle won't harm you." He sighed. "Sorry you have to go through with this." He shrugged. I sighed deeply. "Atleast uncuff me. I can't exactly go anywhere, i'm fucking locked in here." He nodded, "Hold up." He said, leaving. A few minutes he came back holding keys. "Your Uncle said if you try and escape, there'll be trouble." He said, uncuffing me. I sighed, "okay, thanks." And with that, he left me, as i sat alone, pushing the tray away. I brought my knees to my chest, shivering, trying to think of an way out.
