When Walter got home from work, his infant son’s sharp cries cut through the air. Abby sat in the kitchen, exhausted.
“He’s been crying for hours,” she sobbed. “I’ve tried everything!”
Walter wrapped his arms around her. “Let’s check on him.”
But when he reached the crib—no baby. Only a note and a recording.
“Leave $200,000 at the pier. No police, or you’ll never see him again.”
Walter remembered a janitor at the hospital he’d insulted. They agreed to go to the police, but a text warned: “Step inside, your kid goes in the bay.”
Desperate, Walter left fake cash at the drop. He followed the janitor who claimed innocence—just a middleman. The cash vanished.
He returned home. Abby was gone. Her things too.
Abby had taken Logan. But Walter had a plan.
With a doctor’s help, they tricked her into returning to the hospital.
FBI agents arrested Abby and Walter’s brother, James—her accomplice.
Before being taken, Abby screamed, “Logan isn’t even yours!”
Walter didn’t flinch. “Then I’ll adopt him.”
He held Logan close and walked away—undaunted, devoted, and finally free.
