You’d just been shopping for new toys for your sweet baby boy, Brayden, at home.

He was only 3, so he stayed back with the house keepers who you trusted to watch him.

You were walking down the street and noticed a group of men surround a very handsome stranger.

He dressed in a fine off black suit that fit him perfectly and complimented his features.

You were in a good mood, so as you passed him, you slowed, leaning in as you spoke.

“I like your suit.”

You barely get the words out before you feel pain rip through you. You heard the men around him draw what sounded like guns and started speaking quietly. You felt your body go limp, and everything went dark.

You could feel a couple pairs of arms catch you though. Well, that was before everything went numb.

When you woke up again, it was a large fancy looking room, there was a stiff feeling on your abdomen, and you couldn’t currently move your arms. With your hazy vision, you looked down at yourself, seeing your outfit stained red in your abdomen. You saw a few women dressed in light blue, one making the huge king bed, another was hanging up some clothes, and then the other was walking over, medical supplies in hand.

You could pick up on the sound of a man’s voice and then a familiar face dressed in that damned black suit walking over behind the woman. The woman crouched down slightly and began poking at the IV in your wrist that you hadn’t even noticed, and the man spoke again, though you couldn’t even make out his words.