Chapter hundred three

“Your wife whom no one knows about, is in our custody, and I can’t guarantee how long she is going to live.”

Steve Wilson’s heart raced as he read the message. He couldn't quite make sense of it, as his mind went blank. His thoughts were in his head like scattered pieces. Who could have dared to abduct her? Why?

The message included an address, but he didn't bother checking it yet. First, he needed to confirm that this wasn't some sick prank or a trap. He felt that it could just be some people thinking they could bait him into walking into their trap.

Steve Wilson quickly dialed his wife’s number, tapping his feet impatiently, but it went straight to voicemail. His anxiety spiked.

“Why wasn't she answering? It couldn't really be that she was taken, could it?” He thought to himself, then tried calling over and over, but the result stayed the same. Panic set in.

"Step on it!" He urged his driver, his voice firm, but laced with worry. "I need to get home as quickly as possible." He add