The figure's eyes gleamed with malice.
"We have something that belongs to you, Ethan. Something precious."
Ethan's heart skipped a beat.
"What are you talking about?"
The figure smiled. "Your sister, Ava. She's been with us for months."
Rory's eyes widened in horror.
"Ava?" Ethan repeated, his voice shaking.
The figure nodded. "Yes, Ava. And if you want to see her again, you'll cooperate with us."
Sophia's face set in determination.
"We won't let you use us."
The figure's smile grew wider.
"Oh, but you will. You see, we have the upper hand."
Ethan's mind reeled.
He had to think of a way to save Ava.
But how?
Little did they know, a glimmer of hope was on the horizon.