The voice on the other end of the line was distorted through a voice changer, giving off a creepy vibe.
Summer was on the verge of breaking down. "Please, don't hurt my grandma! I'll give you whatever you want. Just tell me how much. Please don't do anything bad to her!"
A low, impatient chuckle came through. "You've got one hour. Bring five million. Alone. If you dare call the cops or bring backup, that old lady won't live to see tomorrow."
The call disconnected.
Summer gripped her phone as the world spun around her.
Five million. In one hour. Even if she sold everything she owned, she couldn't come up with that kind of money.
"Ms. Wilde!" Seeing that Summer was about to collapse, Ethan quickly helped her into a chair.
She sat in a daze, muttering to herself, "Five million… five mi
