Kidnap Maria.

If there were to be any way to get into Michael's thick skull, it would be through his gorgeous daughter, Maria. The following morning, Marco, Jim, and I followed Maria as she drove to the day's lectures. She parked four blocks from the lecture hall, in a secluded parking lot and walked the rest of the way to class.

Marco really seemed to like what he saw. She wore a black tube top with spaghettit straps, and loose black pants, making her look like belly dancer. Our chance to grab her had passed, so we parked our van next to her Beamer and waited, hoping to get our chance as when she returned to her car hours later.

It was after dark when she returned to her car, clearly a more serious student than I had taken her for. We waited just inside the sliding door of the van for her to get closer to her car, and when the time was right, we slid the door open and pulled her in. The entire snatch took all but two seconds.

Back at the warehouse, we bound her in one of the private rooms near the prison cells. Her wrists were chained by thick metal shackles to an eye bolt in the wall, in her mouth was filled with a red perforated ballgag.