I stumbled backward.
At that exact moment, Sarah’s name appeared on my phone screen.
She had sent me a message containing just four words.
“The children are gone.”
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I immediately called Sarah.
“Margaret, the children are missing!” she cried. “Daniel went to pick them up from our neighbor’s house, but they’re gone! A man came and claimed you had sent him!”
Before I could answer, the stranger outside my door spoke again.
“Put down the phone and open the door. We’re running out of time.”
I looked through the peephole. Two unfamiliar men stood in the hallway, one wearing a dark suit.
“Where are my grandchildren?” I demanded.
“They’re safe for now.”
I refused to unlock the door. Instead, I called hotel security and asked them to contact the police.
Minutes later, security officers arrived. Only then did I open the door.
