Oddly familiar voice

Sabrina's pov

When Claire said that she couldn't find Jay, I felt my world crashing and tumbling down my feet. It was no surprise that I fell unconscious. When I came to, the reality that jay may be missing or kidnapped set in and it brought with it a feeling of loss, emptiness, devastation, pain, and even heartbreak. I felt like a piece of me had also gone, disappeared into the wind and the tears rolled voluntarily as the thought of never seeing my baby struck my already painful heart.

It's sad how when you have been happy, someone bad or bad things decided to happen to you at the peak of your happiness. That bad person who had decided to steal away my innocent baby was going to pay for it. Jake and everyone at the wedding decided to help us re-check the hotel rooms just to confirm that my baby was indeed missing and when we couldn't find him, I felt even sadder. I cried so hard that Jake had to hold me by the waist so that I don't slump to the ground. Since all our family and friends were here, it was definitely true that none of them had seen Jay, so the only option remaining was to make a report with the police.

We were in Jake's car on our way to the police when my phone rang. It was an unknown number, I picked it up and answered, "Hello? Who is this?" the person on the other side answered, "How does it feel losing the only thing you love in this world? If you want to see your son, come to the Safari Junction in the incomplete building on the left at midnight. Come alone, no police. Don't be late." That voice felt oddly familiar and I could not place it. Still, we decided to make a report to the police. When we got there, Claire, Jake, and I made a report. I also remembered that I recorded the call so I told the police about it and they made a plan to accompany me for the meet. The police wanted to know if we had in mind anyone who would want to harm us and no one came to mind. But that gut feeling that the person who took away my baby was someone I knew could not leave my mind and heart.

I should have known that going with the police in tow for the meet was a bad idea. When I arrived at the venue, I called out and no one responded, I searched around the building, up to down, front to back, side to side and my baby was nowhere to be found. The frustration, anger, pain, loss, and disappointment opened the well of tears in my heart and I cried so painfully at the thought of never seeing my baby ever again. I was on my knees on the gravel crying when my phone rang and the same unknown number called again, "see what you have done. I said no police but you came with them. Now you may never get to see your son." I replied begging and pleading with him, "please am begging you, I will give you anything you want, money if you could please give me back my baby. My baby needs his mom, please am begging you." Laughing sinisterly, he replied, "You think this is about money? I don't want your money my darling. Come alone, tomorrow at 10 pm. No police if you ever want to see Jay." And he hung up.

It was the way he said 'my darling'. I knew exactly who this person was. That is how he used to call me when he was flirting with me at work. It was Dennis. If he harmed even a strand of Jay's hair, I was going to kill him myself and feed his body to the dogs. That night, I went back to my apartment and I didn't tell Jake or the police anything about the phone call. Jake tried to inquire about the events of the day but I had to act distraught so that he could not find out I was going to meet Dennis alone. I slept early that night and very early in the morning, while Jake was still sleeping I left to meet Dennis and I did not forget to carry a knife with me. Dennis was going to pay for messing with me and most of all keeping my baby away from his mother.