From the sound of the footsteps, I deduced it was only one person approaching. My heart skipped a beat. I quickly crouched in the tall grass by the door.

It was the kidnapper, I could recognize his distinct smell from far away. The closer he got, the more nervous I became. Afraid that Danny might make a sound, I gently covered his mouth and whispered in his ear, "Danny, you have to stay quiet."

The man finally entered the house.

He turned on his ...