text:  It's from her number. You can hear chaos, anarchy in the background. Gunfire. Give it to us now or we'll murder your daughter. What do you do? You would do the same thing I would do. Oh, my gosh. But here, tell me. Why are you everything I have? I'll sell my house. Just don't hurt my baby. Immediately. Now, what if I told you it was all made up?