Chapter 23

[Abigail's story continues]

My heart raced, and I felt a wave of panic wash over me. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I quickly ended the call, trying to process the information. Questions raced through my mind. Where was Johnson? Was this real or just a cruel prank?

I tried calling Johnson’s number, hoping to hear his voice and confirm that he was okay. But there was no answer. My worry grew stronger, and I dialed the number again, desperate to hear more information. However, the number showed as private, and I couldn’t reach anyone.

Feeling overwhelmed, I sat down, my mind filled with fear and uncertainty. I didn’t know what to do next. Was this a real kidnapping, or was it all just a cruel joke? My thoughts raced as I tried to make sense of the situation. The feeling of helplessness consumed me, and I longed for answers and a way to bring Johnson back safely.

But I can’t sleep or eat because what I heard is real, and I need to act fast so as not to k