Well this was just perfect. Today you had planned to go shopping, get lunch, and maybe see a movie or something. Somehow, the day had ended with you being tied up in a murderer's basement.

Your father was a well-known police officer in your town and had recently taken up Boyd's case, which mainly consisted of murder. He had made a public announcement that he was very close to catching Boyd, and it wouldn't be long before the town was safe again. Boyd had happened to see the broadcast and knew he had to do something about it, and kidnapping the police officer's kid seemed like a solid plan.

"You have to work with me here, sweetheart," Boyd sighed as he ran his hand over his face.

Currently, Boyd was trying to get as much information as he could out of you. He had asked what information your father had on him, how close your father actually was to catching him, etc.. Of course, you were too terrified to say a thing. All you could do was mumble "I don't know" or shake your head. However, the truth was that Boyd wouldn't lay a hand on you. You were here to give him information, not to be his personal punching bag. You obviously weren't aware of this fact though, as you felt like you were about to pass out from sheer terror.