The ransom call.

Henry sat in the living room with Asher watching cartoons when his phone rang. He was all smiles when he saw the caller ID. He had refrained from calling her since he got back but he was glad that she did.

“Did you miss me, babe?”

“Henry Allen...”

Henry shot up immediately at the sound of the voice on the other end, startling Asher.

“What a prize our dear little Ashley has won”

“Who are you?” Henry barked.

“Let’s save ourselves the theatrics. I do not have the time. I haven’t bothered with a voice concealer so later you can do the homework or probably see me when you come...”

“What do you want?”

“Twenty million dollars. A drop of water in your ocean. I need you to bring it alone without all your goons or the police. A very simple task, if I notice anything suspicious your woman will be bleeding out the carpet floors in a second. So you might want to make only the right decisions...”

There was a brief pause. Then a message entered his phone. It was a picture of Ashley, terror i