Chapter 27
Diana opened her eyes, feeling a bit groggy, and saw the back of the man who was holding her captive. He was tall and looked strong. But she was sure he had a weak spirit. No strong man would hold an old woman like her for ransom. She knew her son wouldn’t give in to whatever this man wanted. He must have drugged her. Coward! She felt embarrassed for his parents, whoever they may be.
She missed her son terribly—not just the twenty-something Arik, who was born to be free and wild, but the whole of him. He was her son, and she accepted him no matter how he had changed or what he had become. If only he had told her what trouble he was dealing with.
He loved music and travel. That was his life. She would never forget the day he’d come back after his trip to Europe. Something terr
