“Wait, what does Sam have to do with this?” Charity was confused, as she kept blinking her eyes severally because of the bright light.

She had been thinking about Sam all day and now she was kidnapped and the man who seemed to be the kidnapper was referring to Sam.

The chuckle was light and sarcastic, and it echoed around the small room.

Charity anticipated the words that would come out of his mouth, anything at all; she really wanted to know exactly how Sam was connected to this kidnapping.