Megan hugged him. This was so messed up! "You know my dad was nominated for a peace prize? He didn't get it but the nomination was an honor." She moved her hair behind her ears, "Does that sound like a man that would be in cahoots with criminals? This is a man that worked day and night to help people. I used to go with him on several trips to third world countries." She sniffled a bit, "That was years ago but he still tries to help others less fortunate."
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Megan's father lay on a cold concrete floor. The room was dark, dusky, and there was a bit of mildew in the air. He had no idea how long he had been in that room. He was cold, hungry and sore. A voice came over the intercom, "Good evening. I can assure you that your daughter is safe, at least for now." There was a slight chuckle. "In a few more days, I will allow you to leave the room. You will contact Megan and have her come to me."
Megan's father replied, "What do you want with her? Leave her alone!" The man didn't respond. Megan's father began pacing the room.