“I’m scared.” I stifle a sob down the phone, clinging to his voice to feel safe even though I know he can’t help me right now. I need to cling to him and hope he is faster than they are.

“I know, baby. You need to stay put and hide until I get there. I’m already on my way. Stay on the phone and keep quiet.”

“How will you know where to look? I’m in a building. What if the car has moved?” I cry more desperately in afterthought as I realise I don’t know how to ...