Jason's POV

I paced restlessly in the living room, my heart plunging into great turmoil as the kidnappers decided to not pick or return my calls.

"Why don't we go ahead and give them the documents so that Violet can be freed?" I suggested in frustration.

"We don't even know what she's going through over there." My voice cracked as I raked through my already disheveled hair.

I rarely showed my emotions, moreso, displaying my vulnerability, but the will to keep the tears that had gathered in my eyes from falling failed me.

"We can't give those losers the document, Jay. They aren't to be trusted and what if we...