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what it feels like to be suspended by your wrists.  Do you want that?”
         Samantha couldn’t say anything.  Her feet kicked madly through the air trying to find the ground.
         “Do you understand me?” he shouted.
         “Yes,” she cried, the word barely coming out.
         The pressure on her wrists disappeared as her feet were once again lowered to the ground.  The relief she felt was indescribable.
         “You ever act like that again and I’ll leave you up there all night and hit you a hundred times with my belt.”  Spittle flew as he spoke.
         “I’m sorry,” she said while crying, tears nearly choking her.  “Please, I’m so sorry.”  A part of her was angry at the way she apologized, but the reasonable part knew this was the only way to survive.
         Jimmy turned away and tied the rope back around the pipe.  He then flicked the light switch off while leaving, which left the room in complete darkness.  Samantha couldn’t see a thing, but the relief at him being gone kept her from being upset about the darkness.  He had also tied the rope in a way that allowed both her feet to be flat on the ground.  In time this position would grow unbearable as well, but at the moment it wasn’t, and that was all that mattered.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
         Megan Reed was the first to hear that Samantha King was missing and instantly thought foul play was involved.  Unfortunately her father, Sheriff Reed, did not share in his daughter’s theory and had his own opinion.
         “I can’t put out a missing person alert, Dorothy.  Not until she’s been gone forty-eight hours.”  Sheriff Reed sighed after speaking.  This was the third time he had told Dorothy King about the policy.
         Megan was one room over from her father, yet despite the distance, she could hear how hysterical Samantha’s mother was on the other end of the phone.
         “No, it doesn’t matter.  She’s eighteen and therefore an adult.  All I can do - no, I know she’s still in high school but it doesn’t matter - all I can do is put out the word to my deputies that she is wanted back home and to let her know this if they come across her.”  Dorothy said something franticly.  “I’m sorry.  She’s an adult and can do what she wants as far as the law is concerned.”  More hysteria.  “Dorothy listen.  She’s probably out with friends and just lost track of time.”
         Megan knew this wasn’t the case and found herself growing irritated at how ignorant her father was when it came to people her age.  Samantha King didn’t have many friends, and the ones she did have weren’t the type that would lose track of time on a school night. 
         What if she was kidnapped?
         A shiver passed through her at the thought.
         What if someone is raping her right now?
         She remembered several summers back when all the kids had been disappearing around the country.  Elisabeth Smart had been found alive, but most of the others were either still missing or had been found dead.  Many of them had come from small towns.  That was the thing people seemed to forget, small towns were just as big a target as the big cities like Chicago, or New York, or Los Angeles, maybe even a better target because no one suspected a kidnapping would happen, and the law enforcement was not really that good at handling those types of situations.  She felt bad for thinking this, but it was true.  The worst thing her father ever had to deal with as both a deputy and sheriff were kids having sex, drinking, and doing drugs.  There also was the occasional traffic violation, and once her father had been called to the scene of a domestic disturbance that almost got out of hand.  That was it though.  There were no murders, and up until that day, no kidnappings.
         “If you don’t hear from her in the next forty-eight hours we can put