He removed an old box from the top of his cupboard and rubbed it with a piece of cloth to clean off the dirt. He opened it and found a small bottle of alcohol. He poured a few drops of the solution on a piece of cloth and clean off the dirt on the surface of the pen. As he couldn't see the symbol at the top of pen, he decided to place a sheet of paper and gently placed a pencil on it and shaded it carefully. He adjusted his glass and looked fixedly at the symbol appeared on the paper but unluckily, it was not understandable.

So, he placed the symbol on a stamp and then pressed it onto a paper. He took a magnifying glass and studied the symbol through it. It was a swan .

"I've seen this symbol before..",he thought to himself.

                                    •••

He picked up the telephone with his fingerless glove and dialed a number. He was calling at the Brown house.

"One. Two. Three!",she counted and answered the phone quickly. Martin put on the headphones and listened through the line.

"Why did you call the police? Your grandchild is in my custody. So, stop wasting my time. If you want him back alive,then arrange for two million by tommorow morning. I will call again",said a cold voice.

"Hello.. I'm his mother speaking. Is my son alright?",Sandra pretended nervously.

"I want evidence that he is alive!",she asked.

"Hello?..Hello..Hell?",the phone went disconnected.

She disappointingly thrown back the telephone and went towards her colleagues.

"Found anything?"

"No ma'am, we had very little time",exclaimed her assistant. Martin removed his headphones when one of the colleagues said:

"But yes,we have traked a 2-3 kilometer radius around his location"

"Okay, send details to all the police units. Where is Mr James? Call him",she ordered.

"Yes ma'am"

                                     •••

The phone was ringing when he took it from the swing. He looked around and searched for James but he was nowhere to be found. The assistant went towards Sandra when he explained:

"He left his phone here and disappeared"

"It's okay. Leave a message for him at home. The other units have already left for the location. I am going there but you stay here",Sandra ordered and then left.

                                    •••

He kept staring at the symbol when he made up his mind to search for it on the internet.

"John, what is this paper?",Nancy asked when she came on her wheelchair.

"Huh? It's just a logo,that's all..",he took the sheet of paper from his wife's hand and placed it on the table.

"Seems like a bird. I've seen it somewhere...",she exclaimed while John was doing his research.

"Oh John!! when you were buying the property for Peter, those documents had the same symbol. Remember?",the wife said.

John stopped and thought for a moment. He stood up from his chair and went to search for the documents from the drawer of his cupboard.

"The documents were right here...where are they now?",he asked while searching.

"I don't know. Maybe Peter took it",the wife replied.

He searched for the documents for a while but as it was nowhere to be found, he decided to stop and was going outside when Nancy asked:

"Where are you going?"

"There's something I need to do",he replied.

"What is it?"

"I've finally got my hands on something concrete,Nancy",he said while opening a notebook and placed it in his bag.

"Something which the police-"

"Enough John!",she said and broke down to tears.

John was about to leave when he stared at his wife who was gradually crying.

"Please. That's enough. When will all this end?",she said with few tears in her eyes.

John placed his bag on the table and went towards Nancy. He pulled her wheelchair a little to his right and sat on a chair facing her.

"I couldn't do anything for my daughter. After she was gone, I couldn't take care of our little Angela too. I can't sleep at night.." he exclaimed.

"I have to find the man who took Angela away from us. And I promise you, I will find him",he explained and stared at his wife then made his exit.

Nancy blinked and let the single tear fell from her eyes.

                                  •••

They arrived at the location and saw that the kidnapper called from a telephone booth. They placed their yellow police tape across the road and started investigating.

Martin got off from the car and stared at the investigation going on. While they were scanning inside the telephone booth, they have found a cigarette.

                                      •••

"Tell me Johnny Uncle. Do you want to sell or buy a property this time?",the man with tinted sunglasses asked.

"Uhh, first of all it's "John", not "Johnny" Well, when we were buying the property for Peter,this logo was on one of the papers..",John explained and showed the man the symbol on the sheet of paper.

"Which company does it belong to?",he asked.

"This? Oh, it's the logo of the government office. This symbol belongs to the Land measurement office. What happen Uncle?",the man asked.

"Can you please give me the address?,John asked.

"Tell me what you need uncle, I will get your job done. I have many contacts. But now, if you want to deal with some other agent, that's different",he blabbered.

"No..no, just give me the address. A friend of mine needs it, he's got some personal work there",he lied.

"Sure, fine",the man replied and wrote down the address on a paper and gave it to John. The latter left the office on his way to the Land Measurement office.

                                    •••

"Sandra, there is one thing that's bothering me..",Martin exclaimed.

"The ransom call that was made.."

"We found no fingerprints on the phone. He cleaned everything",Sandra explained.

"No..no I'm saying something else here..",he said with his two hands on his pocket.

"The ransom call that we received, we could here traffic on the background. But, there was no traffic around the PCO where the call was made..",he explained.

Sandra thought for a second when she left a breath and said:

"But the service provider confirmed the location. That's where the call came from"

"Lets wait for the lap reports on the cigarette butt",she suggested.

"Okay",he replied in confusion.

                                    •••

He drove his black van around the city of the night. He could hear the cries of the child from the rusted box at the back of his van. As he saw the police driving past him, he pressed the volume button of the radio and turned up the music as loud as he can to prevent them from hearing the child's screams. As the police drove away from him, he turned to his left and parked the van in an isolated road. He got off from the vehicle and the moment he unlocked the box, he pressed a tape into the child's mouth and locked him again.