Where is Sandra?

Reiner's POV:

I burst through the door of grandmother's bedroom, my face etched with worry and fear.

I rushed over to where she was sitting in her favorite armchair, reading a book with her reading glasses on.

"What is it, dear?" she asked, looking up at me with concern. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself.

"I just got a call from a thug," I said, my voice shaking. "They've taken Laura. They're demanding a ransom for her release."

Grandmother's book dropped to the floor as she gaped up at me, her face pale with shock. "Oh no, not Laura," she said, her voice filled with grief. "What do they want?"

"Ten million dollars," I said, my fists clenched at my sides.

A cloud of anger came over her eyes. "Ten million dollars? Isn't that a lot?"

I replied, "I don't have that kind of money on hand. I'll have to liquidate some investments, sell off some assets. It will take time."

"We have to call the police," grandmother said, her voice urgent. "T