"Where's Alison? I know you took her away from me, just tell me where you took her." I screamed at Mr. Hertz.
I hadn't seen Alison for almost five days and it was rumored that she had been missing for days. The Alison I know wouldn't just get up and leave without taking me, it had to be him. This was his doing. He probably had her shipped to a boarding school.
"I suggest you leave before I call the cops." He snarled in a warning.
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I stepped closer and looked him in the eye. I had to remind him that I wasn't afraid of him, he didn't scare me one bit, I grew up in the Bronx before moving here, I had seen scarier men, and he didn't come close.
"I'm not going anywhere, tell me where you took Alison?"
He picked up the phone to threaten me and it dawned on me that he was serious until I heard an officer's voice-
"Wait!" I stopped him. I wasn't stupid. I knew he had the connections to throw me in jail for the rest of my life, "I'm sorry--"
He apologized and hung up.
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I sighed silently,
"Please, I just want to know where Alison is, did you send her away? Is she okay?" I said in a calmer tone.
He didn't answer and goes to pour himself another drink.
"If something happened to her, I have the right to know...please. I miss her so much."
Silence
"Please..." I pleaded again almost on my knees. After a lot of pleading, he finally paid me attention,
"Alison has been abducted. ...I'm working on bringing her home, so go home."
I froze hearing those words, and one by one those dreadful words came lingering in my ear,
Alison has been abducted! Alison has been abducted!!!
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