Audrey-napped

The world slowly comes into view as I open my eyes and try to focus on my surroundings. I am laying on something soft, like a seat. There’s a window and an engine running, and I lift my head slightly, looking at the panel doors; I think I am in a utility van. My hands and feet are both tied tightly and there’s a gag in my mouth.

Panic fills me. I have been kidnapped but what does this person want with me?! I look down and am still fully dressed and thank the lord that nothing crude happened to me while I was unconscious.

The van door opens, and I finally lay eyes on my blackmailer-only I don’t.

He is wearing a full ski mask and a hat over it and wearing black from head to toe. I can only see his lips and eyes. His eyes are black, and I realize he is wearing contacts to disguise himself further. Bert was right; it is someone I trust.

He now talks but he is wearing a voice disguiser and I can’t recognize his voice, “Oh, Audrey.” He beams, sounding very robotic. I squirm and try to screa