You blinked, trying to clear the dizziness clouding your vision. The surroundings revealed an abandoned basement.

A deep voice resonated from the other side of the room, engaged in conversation on the phone. Though his face remained unseen, you knew the voice as belonged to a man. He stood with his back turned to you.

“Jake, I’ve told you, I’m not interested in your money.”

Your heart raced as the voice mentioned your husband’s name. Was this man holding you captive to extort money from Jake?

With a chill creeping down your spine, the voice continued, now tinged with a sinister amusement. “I don’t give a damn about your money. What I want is your damn wife.”