Walter’s infant son is wailing when he arrives home from work. Nothing has worked to get their youngster to stay quiet, despite his wife’s best efforts. Walter is startled by what he discovers when he opens the crib to look inside.
An ear-splitting howl echoed through the house as Walter entered from the garage. He could see by the dejected expression on her face that Logan’s sobs were bothering his wife Abby once more. In the kitchen, she was seated.
“Oh, honey,” he replies, embracing her from behind. For what duration has he been sobbing like that?
I’ve tried everything, Walt! Abby broke down in tears. “We bathed him, burped him, changed his diaper, and fed him!” I even checked his fever! What I should do next is a mystery to me. He can’t stop sobbing!
When they had a kid a month ago, everything in their lives changed. Walter was particularly irritated by Logan’s sobs.
“Come on, let’s figure this out together,” Walt said to Abby. After that, he showed her to Logan’s room.
He approached Logan’s crib with joy. However, he only noticed a dictaphone and a message in the crib. Logan’s tears ceased as Walt pressed the stop button on the dictaphone.
What did you do? Abby heard a voice calling behind her. Walter was not listening. He dropped the note and became distracted. He was unaware of what had transpired when Abby took the paper out of his hand and opened it.
“I told you that you would feel bad if you were rude to me.”
If you want to see your baby again, put $200,000 in one of the boxes at the dock.
If you call the police, you won’t see him again.
“Oh my God!” Abby gave a start. “What does it signify?” Did I hurt someone? Were you? Logan, who would take him?
Walter thought back to the cleaner he had been mean to at the maternity hospital. He brought Abby a cute bear-shaped pot while she was in the hospital, but he fell over the janitor’s broom and broke the pot.
Walter was so mad that he called the man bad names. The cleaner told Walter, “You’ll regret it!”
Walter snapped out of his thoughts and said, “Honey, we’ll have to call the police.” “That must be him!”
“What?” Walt, the note says that if we call the cops, we’ll never see Logan again. We should just pay the back-up!”
We’re not sure if that will persuade him to return Logan. Think about it, honey. He cleans up. The police may be able to go directly to the maternity hospital, arrest Logan, and bring him home to us because we know where he works. If we told them, he wouldn’t be aware.
“Yes,” Abby replied.
In front of the station, Walt parked their vehicle. Walter and Abby were just getting out of the car when his phone rang with a message.
“This is the only warning you have received.” If you enter that police station, your child will go into the bay. Deliver the cash to the following address.
Walter turned to see who had abducted her, and Abby gasped as she read the note. However, the number of people was excessive. Now, paying the money was the only way to get Logan back.
Walter decided to drive straight to the bank, but Abby’s predicament worsened. She was going to throw up again after having already done so previously. Walter decided that driving her home would be the best option.
“Don’t hate me for it, honey; that’s what’s best for you,” he said to her. Abby also remained silent.
“Alright. However, Walter, is that criminal capable of caring for a child? She began to cry and requested.
Walt took her home without saying anything. However, he was still capable of having gloomy thoughts. He imagined Logan wailing for assistance in a pitch-black room, but nobody ever arrived.
After gathering his thoughts, Walt took a car to the bank. After that, he placed the cash in the storage facility the kidnapper had mentioned.
There were too many people for Walt to see the cleaner, but he knew that the cleaner would be observing him from a distance. After a short drive, Walter returned to his car and parked near the lockers.
The locker was opened by the cleaning. A group of visitors passed by and obscured Walter’s view before he could see the cleaner once again.
“Get it going!” Walter snapped.
Painful minutes passed as the guests walked to one of the statues. When the final members of the gang passed the lockers, Walter swore. The housekeeper has vanished.
Walter gazed around the crowd, gasping for air. The man was wearing the kind of gaudy clothing you see in hippie-themed stores, so it shouldn’t have been difficult to find him.
The man took him past several eateries and institutions in a parking lot before he arrived at the bus stop. They were on their way to another locker room.
The bag was placed into a locker by the cleaner. Walt spun around and was prepared. He slammed the cleaner against the lockers and used his elbow to hold him there.
“Where is my son?” Walter instructed him to. “I did everything you asked me to do, you jerk; now return Logan to me!”
“Look, I got the package and brought it here for $100,” the man stated. “I have no idea about your son!”
“You are a jerk!”
“I’m not!” I was paid by someone to deliver the box to them! I once saw him in the parking lot after work, but he was standing with the light behind him, so I couldn’t see his face. I am the parent of two children. I would never harm another person’s child.
The janitor’s gaze told Walter that the elder man was telling the truth. He released the man and unlocked the locker. It wasn’t full, though. The back had a cut on it.