ZAC

I drove into the hotel I’d been given as the location to meet this mysterious person who had asked to see me. 

I already had the information I needed but I just wanted to ensure it was true and how this person got to find out. 

I had my suspicions of who this anonymous person might be. Could be the driver Dahlia had said had delivered her to the kidnappers. Or it could be one of the kidnappers.

If it was, truly, any one of these people, why had they contacted me? How had they even gotten my number?

I didn’t need to think much of it, I was...