By the time Finn Taylor arrived home with his wife and father-in-law, Linda James had already arrived.
"You're back? Are you feeling alright?" Concerned, Francis Larson rushed up.
"Francis Larson, you b*stard! How dare you ask me if I'm doing fine? What if I'm not?"
"Oh, your voice is still as loud as usual. I guess you're perfectly fine."
"Fine? I was kidnapped. They asked you to pay a ransom, but you hung up! Do you think I'm doing fine?"
"So you're not? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Let's go to the hospital now."
"Hospital? Yes, but not for me. You need to see a doctor. Do you know why? Because I'm going to smash your bones and paralyze you so that you'll be bedridden for the rest of your life!"
"Linda James, I only said that because I knew that Hilary Stone would release you if I said so. Otherwise, she'd ask for more and more, and I wouldn't be able to afford it."
