Step Out

Alexander Sterling stood in front of the decrepit building, his eyes looking around desperately for where his little girl might be. He swallowed, clutching his phone in his hand, as he looked at the dark interiors of the building. The place smelled of rotting garbage while the windows and doors barely hung on their hinges.

The place was quiet and he could not help but wonder why he would be called here. Since the kidnappers had not asked for any money, he knew of course the only other reason for summoning him here could be they needed his power as the Prime Minister.

The place remained deathly silent, the only sound of his shoes against the floor making him realize painfully that his Dora was probably not here. They must have used her as bait to bring him here. He only hoped that once they had him, they would leave her alone.