Finally, two days had gone by and the children were released. Emma headed straight to her room and she was bedazzled by the sight. Everything in her room had been changed and all her paintings and portraits had been gotten rid of by her parents. "Mum! Is this actually my room? I didn't leave my room this way. This isn't fair", Emma cried. Aiden too was trying to understand what was actually going on. He was almost in tears. Mr and Mrs Kinney were in their room listening to their kids' wailings but didn't make a move. "Their addiction has to stop. They can't go on like this. They ain't kids anymore for chrissakes. I think they should even take a break off from social media. That'd help them a lot", and with that Mr Kinney made his way to Emma's room and snatched away her phone. Same with Aiden. * * * Marcus was up in his room studying and he soon got bored. He changed his T-shirt and put on a pair of white canvas before he left for Eric's house. As he arrived, he saw Eric with two

"Please ma'am, did you see a black Chevrolet SUV drive past this route some hours ago?" Emma asked an elderly woman who had just stepped out of a mall situated at the far end of the road Marcus and his abductors had taken."I just arrived here a few minutes ago. I think you should ask the lady at the counter", the elderly woman said and walked off carrying a bagful of groceries."A'ight, thanks", Emma replied and walked towards the entrance of the mall with Aiden following closely behind. They approached the lady at the counter and greeted her in the calmest tone they could muster. They had to appear as calm as possible to avoid suspicions."Good day ma'am, please did you see an old, black Chevrolet SUV drive past some hours ago?" Emma repeated the question to the lady behind the counter. She seemed to be busy with some calculations and took a few seconds to round up what she was doing before she looked up at the kids standing in front of her."I'm sorry, I had to clear something", an

The cops were at Beacon high school that morning, to have further probings with the teachers and students about the missing kids. They were directed to the office of the principal where they were offered seats."Good day ma'am. I am agent Thomas and with me is my partner, officer Jones. We're present from the NYPD 19th precinct. How're you doing today?" the agent spoke with a smile on his face. The principal was already aware of who they were and why they were at her school. Their ID card said it all. She adjusted the glasses she had on and set aside the files that were open in front of her before she went ahead to address the gentlemen in her office."Good morning sirs. You're welcome. I'm principal Daniels. It's an honor to have you in my office today. I know you're here because of the missing children from our school. I'm glad you're making so much effort in finding them. Thank you so much", she said, crossing her fingers in front of her."Thank you very much ma'am and besides, we'

The driver had arrived at the borders between Arizona and Sonora. He calmly presented his ID card and an entry permit. The customs and border protection officers had asked him to open down the dump body of the vehicle which he did. They mounted the vehicle and examined the vehicle thoroughly. He was asked to move on afterwards, since nothing illegal was found in the vehicle. He heaved a sigh of relief and drove on.8:32pm and the truck had just arrived in Nogales. Gustavo had arrived an hour earlier to pick up Marcus. The vehicle came to a halt and the driver jumped down, looking around expectantly. Gustavo walked over to him, unsure if he had approached the right person."Are you Ethan? Ethan Farrell?" he asked, staring at a note in his hand. He seemed to have written the name down."Yes. And you're Gustavo?" the driver replied in a deep, masculine voice. They both exchanged handshakes. They walked over to the vehicle and Gustavo looked around to ensure that no one was around before

"Sara, are you set? Come on let's go or we will be late for classes", Olivia called from outside. She attended the same college as Sara. She had stopped by at Sara's house as she usually did every morning to enable them both leave for school together."Sara? Why aren't you even answering me? We're gonna be late", and she kept on knocking at the door but still got no response. She paused to check what time it was and it said 8:47 am. Classes would begin by 9am and they still had a distance of over 30 minutes to walk before getting to college. "Maybe I should leave. When she's done, she can come along", Olivia muttered to herself. But on second thought, she decided to try her luck by turning the door knob. The door swung wide open and she poked her head in but couldn't see any sign of a living soul in the house. She slowly but stealthily walked into the house and what followed was a loud, shrilling scream.On the floor lay her friend Sara, in a large pool of her own blood with her neck