Floorboards creak under my heavy boots as I slide into the room from the window. I trip on something soft and am grateful to have caught myself. Such a loud noise would have made my presence known to the couple sleeping peacefully right down the hall.
A whirlpool of thoughts rush through my mind as I see the stuffed animals scattered throughout the pink room. One screams out though, “How will you get her back?”
I recall the terror of not finding her in bed that night not long ago. One of the most wanted criminals in the state had kidnapped her, wanting a non-negotiable ransom. He wanted the contents of the safe from a house which he instructed me to; the one I’m robbing against my wishes.
Stuck in my thoughts, I don’t notice the dark figure appear in the doorway with a gun. I meet his eyes, filled with anger and fear. I try to explain, “Sir, please. I-” Instantly, all hopes of ever seeing my daughter again are ruined.
I care nothing of the excruciating pain spreading in my chest. I want poor Cathryn to be safe again. I mumble, “Just get her back, give it to him...”
I suddenly relax, everything slips from my grasp. I drop the paper with the instructions to the robbery and the location of the safe at the feet of the shaking man. My last prayer to God comes true as he opens the closet, finding the safe under the floorboards.
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