CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE – THE RANSOM CALL

Kayla fumbled for her phone, her heart racing as she saw Lance's name on the caller ID. "Hello? Lance, where are you? I've been so worried..." A distorted, gravelly voice cut her off. "Ms. Danvers, we have your precious Mr. Storm." Kayla froze, gripping the phone tighter. "What? Who is this?" "That's not important right now," the voice rasped. "What is important is that you follow our instructions very carefully if you want to see him alive again." Her knees went weak as she sank onto the couch. "Oh God...please, don't hurt him. I'll do anything, just tell me what you want." There was a cruel chuckle on the other end. "For starters, we want five million dollars wired to this account by midnight." They rattled off a string of numbers that Kayla frantically scribbled down. "And if I don't?" she whispered, dreading the answer. Another dark chuckle. "Then Mr. Storm's lovely head gets a new hole. You have eight hours." The line went dead. Kayla stared at the phone, her hands trembli