Breakfast was almost done when her husband burst into the kitchen, bearing his phone, his face a cascade of concern.
“Have you seen this?” He said, his voice trembling a bit.
“Seen what?” His wife asked, wiping her hand on the kitchen towel before taking the phone. She did a double take before handing the phone back to her husband. “Did you try the number?!” She whispered, her heart beating fast against her chest, causing her to lose her breath.
“Isa, go to your room.” Her father barked.
“What did I do now?” She grumbled under her voice as she left her parents.
“Have you called the number?!” Catherine asked apprehensive
“It is ringing but no one is picking up.” Catherine could not help but notice how calm her husband was.
She took the phone and read the text again;
“We have your daughter, we will contact you for further information. Call the police and she dies.” She felt faint all of a sudden and went to lean on the kitchen sink.
“Are you alright?!” Mr. Raymond Eze asked coming to stand by his wife.
“How can I be alright, my daughter has just kidnapped and you ask if I am alright?! I am not alright Raymond; I am going out of my mind!”
“Her number is switched off, tried it several times after I got the text.”
“I know, Isabella has been trying it all morning!” She instantly regretted scolding Isabella earlier.
“Jesus!! I swear I kept hoping this was some sort of joke, that I would wake up and find out it was a dream. I should never have allowed her go to that stupid carnival!”
“Do not blame yourself, it was always fated to happen.” Catherine said soothingly to her husband.
“I have called Emeka….”
“You did what?! The text clearly said not to call the police. I swear to God, if anything happens to my daughter….” She left the last part to his imagination.
“Nne, you know we have to involve the police, these people might not release our dear Rebecca even after we pay, so it is best we involve the law, so they can help find her even before we pay.” That seemed to pacify his wife a bit.