Alicia Morelli stepped into the bar, the dim light and soft chatter wrapping around her like a familiar shawl. She smiled at the bartender, her husband Michael's favorite spot. They had planned to meet here after work.

As she took a sip, the world blurred. Her head spun, and darkness crept in. The last thing she remembered was a hand gripping her arm. Panic surged through her as she fought to stay awake, but the room tilted, and she succumbed. When Alicia opened her eyes, cold metal surrounded her. The stark reality hit her-she was in a van, bound and trapped. Thoughts of Michael flooded her mind. Would he find her? Would he know she was missing?—Josh Hones