Week 3 POST AP - A Signal

I was in the command center when it happened. I had been monitoring the radios when a signal appeared on my radio. I answered it.

“Elle, Amanda, if you are out here please answer. We are safe and are at Hope Mall. If you hear this, please make your way to Hope Mall.”

The message went on repeat again. It was live, the repeating message sounded different every time.

Elle. Amanda. That couldn’t be a coincidence. I answered the radio.

“Hello…?”

“Who is this?”

“Umm, this is Adam Smith, are you asking for an Elle Stevens and Amanda Hunt?” I asked them.

“Oh my god, do you have them? Please don’t hurt them.”

“No they are fine, can I ask who I’m talking to?”

“My name is Olivia Stevens. I am Elle’s mother. MADISON! She shouted.” The distinctly sultry feminine voice said.

“Have you found them, Olivia?” Another more high pitched female voice answered.

“Not yet but I’m talking to an Adam Smith who says he has them.”

“Oh my god. Please for the love of god don’t hurt them!” She pleaded to me.