“I’ll cut you if you continue to dilly-dally!” The kidnapper’s voice rang again, bringing me back to reality.
I didn’t know what to do. If I called Theodore, would the same tragedy happen again? I was panicking as my mind raced.
Just then, I saw a figure moving at the entrance. It turned out to be Theodore’s assistant, Peter Zimmer.
I shouted, “Help me!”
“Mrs. Lambert, are you really here?” Peter walked into the cave unfazed—as if it were not a dangerous kidnapping scene but a boring tea party.
I almost cried for joy as if I had just seen my savior, but what he said next made my heart sink instantly. “Mr. Lambert asked me to ask what the kidnapper would need in return for the release of a drama queen like you.”
The kidnapper was obviously surprised as he looked at Peter wide-eyed, but he soon regained his
