"Aunt Jane, I'm begging you, let my daughter go. I'll give you anything you want. Or do you want my life? I'll trade my life for my daughter's—how about that? Aunt Jane, you're a mother too, you wouldn't really hurt my daughter, would you?"

Samuel's eyes reddened with desperation as he tried to catch a glimpse of his daughter inside the car.

From his position, he couldn't see her.

He didn't know how she was doing. Why she wasn't making any ...