Donald's viewpoint
She shook with cold and tried to contrive the kidnapper.i
held up her icy hand and slipped it into my pocket for a few moments. "Wait patiently in the car for me."
“Donald……”
I approached the cops and briefed them on my situation. When I looked around, Trista was still shivering in the chilly wind. I instantly returned and inquired, "Why didn't you go up?"
"I'll be waiting for you." She stated so, but she was looking at me eagerly. I'm sure she's waiting to hear the outcome from me.
I reached inside her pocket and discovered that her hands remained cold. "If that happens again," I tenderly grasped her small chilly hands and said, "I won't let them go."
"Are you ready to let them go?" Her eyes glowed brightly. "What about the person who is behind it?"
"The cops wi
