Darkness fell over the room, the smell of gasoline and motor oil filled the air. Daniel was tied up and left in what seem like a pantry like room.

He could hear what sounded like cars and clanking noises. The voices of arguing was heard at a distance. “Man, what if we don’t get what we need?” “Shut up, he may hear you”

Daniel tryed desperately to hear the whole coversation, all he could hear was muffled sounds. Daniel was 12 years old a skinny, dark hair kid who wore braces. His mind was racing and he started to cry.

The door open, Daniel yelled “What do you want with me!!!” The man told him to be quite or eles. The door closed and a car was heard driving up.

” Joe where were you, we were waiting, what is the next step to this man” Joe was a mean and very large man, he wore daggers on the side of his boots he was quick tempered and did not like alot of questions.

” The police was at the house when we thru the t-shirt out the window, They know I mean bussiness now, lets wait a day”