Chapter 8

Kimberly stared at him and bit her lower lip. Wondering what she had done to make the man dislike her so much. It wasn’t her fault she got kidnapped and she didn’t force him to come rescue her. She was sorry about his friend if that was what he was so mad about… And she was grateful for their help.

But that wasn’t her fault either.

She breathed deeply.

“Mr. Adams,” she said. “I’m assuming my father hired you to find me? You didn’t answer me before and I just wanted to be sure.”

He nodded and crossed his arms over his chest. “Yes, your father came to me a week ago. He didn’t want to contact the police because he didn’t want to spook the kidnappers. He hired another company to locate you after the kidnapping, but they didn’t have much luck.” He raised one shoulder and let it fall. “I’m better.”

“How is he? My father,” she asked.

He shrugged. “Really worried, obviously. His daughter is missing.”

Kimberly nodded. She wanted to ask more questions