September 21, 2016-I looked at Bernard and realized that he was just as scared as I was. There were so many unknowns, what if we didn’t reach the small human in time? What if Simba had been captured too? We had no idea where he was at this point and I was consumed with worry. The biggest what if was what if we were walking right into a trap?
I muddled this around in my head for a moment and quickly snapped back to reality when the voice came over the truck speakers again. “Sir, are you hurt? What is your location? Where are you going?” The large human remained stoic until the voice said, “Sir? Can you hear me?…Sir?” He finally answered the voice, “I’m headed west on Scenic Boulevard to an empty warehouse…the address is 1472 Irongate…they’re holding my wife hostage until I give them a ransom.”
I gulped, the situation became more dire with each passing second. “Sir who is holding your wife hostage? Please pull over to the side of the road safely and turn off your vehicle. Police have been dispatched. For your own safety let the police handle this,” the voice said firmly.
I looked at Bernard, he had his head in his hands and looked like he was going to be sick. “Sir, please tell me that you will follow my instructions,” the voice said. “No…it’ll be too late by the time the police get to her. I have exactly seven minutes to get there or else…” his voice drifted off, “Just get an ambulance over there…”
The voice on the speakers said, “Your wife is being held for ransom in a warehouse, you need to let the professionals handle this… I must alert the unit of the details so please tell me everything you can…how much is the ransom?” The human looked sideways at me for a second and his face was drawn and tight, “One black cat.”