She lay on the ground and cried softly. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Her kid had been taken. She felt like her world had come crashing down around her.
After a few minutes, she slowly got up from the ground and took a deep breath. Her breath was shaking. She picked up her phone and dialed James’s number. “Hey, where are you?” she asked and he muttered, “I'm on my way back. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen.”
“I don't know who they are. They were wearing masks so I couldn't see their faces,” she took a deep breath and tried to think clearly. “I want you to come back immediately so we can figure out what to do next.” she ended the call and heaved a deep sigh.
After thirty minutes, James arrived at the house. He looked pale and shaken. She could tell he was
