Have Faith

"No!" Maya shouted as she raised a gun at Jonathan. "You've been keeping her against her will, she comes with us!" 

The man clicked his tongue and shook his head, Maya had to admit that Jonathan Garcia was nothing like she imagined him. 

She had expected to be faced with a Hispanic individual with a pot belly and probably balding hair. She hadn't asked for photos when she asked for information, so she didn't exactly know what he looked like.

Jonathan Garcia was Asian with some European features, he was a mix of sorts and actually not bad-looking. He wasn't some man in his fifties, rather he looked to be around his late thirties.

"Do you really think that after trapping you I would still want her?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" Maya asked as she kept her gun raised.

She watched as Jonathan Garcia bent down and picked up her phone. He seemed to check if it was still working but frowned when he found that it was definitely broken.