In the same car

“Make the damn call again!” Blake's angry voice bellowed out to the hesitant Isabelle who stood beside him.

Isabelle bit back her inner cheek to prevent the tears that threatened to pour as Blake gripped on her upper arm painfully. She quickly dialed her father's number once again as Blake instructed. And this time it went straight through.

“Hello dad?” Isabelle called, trying to compose her voice.

“Hello Isa? What have you done? Where are the children?” Mr. Vane's worried voice came, but the disappointment in his tone was inconcealable.

“Dad, it's not that, the company is not my…” just before Isabelle could complete her statement the phone was yanked away from her ears.

“Listen here old man, I have the children and your daughter is in danger too, if you don't send me money, I'll kill them all,” Blake threatened, his eyes wide as he looked into space.

Isabelle felt shaken by the confidence in his words as he bore out his eyes to her. The murderous expression on his face made her feel