I hoped the auto repair shop would have my best interests in mind. I was looking for my father and Middleham Motors was the last place he’d been seen. Even just getting to this point had been a struggle. My mother had disappeared from my life when I was only 9 months old and I had seen – with my own eyes – my father getting kidnapped out of the front yard. I was still confused about why anyone would want to kidnap my father, but I was determined to find out. That’s when I found the drugs hidden in the tires.
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3 responses to “The Kidnap”
Yup. That would explain it.
Ouch, that explains a lot. Difficult decisions to make.
I’m sure the person’s mind is more at rest with at least one answered question.