[ WP ] Whilst two kidnappers are holding a person hostage , they find out they 've kidnapped the wrong guy .

I stared at the young lady with the blonde hair. Muffled sobs could be heard beneath the hood, though I could have sworn I had gagged her. We pulled up at the dilapidated compound where we would be for the next few days. 
 
 `` Get out. Do not try anything silly, for I can guarantee that the second you try to break free, you shall end up as food for some hungry vultures.'' I did not wait for a response, instead grabbing the girl by her restraints and pushing her into the hellhole she would be in for the days till we would either kill her or become a few thousand dollars richer. 
 
 `` Pl-please do n't hurt me.'' A nervous voice could be heard beneath the hood. 
 
 It was only then did my counterpart speak up since we grabbed the girl. 
 
 `` Do as we say and we shall not hurt a single hair on your pretty head. Call anyone and we will have you dead within the minute. It will not be pretty.'' Pete spoke up. 
 
 We tied her to the chair. Windows and doors were boarded up. I removed the hood and ripped off the tape. A sharp breath could be heard to my right. 
 
 `` What's the matter? You recognise Ms. Maxwell?'' I turned to face Peter Rankin, my partner in crime. He had shock plastered all over his face. I looked to our hostage to find the same expression. I backed away from the two of them, drawing my Glock 23. 
 
 `` I demand an explanation as to what is going on.'' I made sure to break through the shock the two were experiencing. 
 
 `` Why have you taken my niece?'' Pete called out. 
 
 `` Your niece?'' I looked at the girl we had tied up.I fished out my phone from my pocket, thumbing through the dossier we had hastily compiled. I compared multiple photos of the intended target and the mistake we had in front of us. They looked the same save for the eye colour. 
 
 `` Uncle Pete? Why are we here? Why have you kidnapped me?'' the girl called out. 
 
 `` We did not mean to take you, child. Since you are here and our intended target is back at her house, how about we remove you from the equation altogether?'' I looked at who I had thought to be cold-blooded now betraying a flicker of emotion. 
 
 `` You shall not kill my niece. We can go back to the Maxwell residence and take her again under the premise of returning her.'' 
 
 I stared at him. It finally clicked. I had chosen Peter because he hated teenagers. From the dossier I compiled on him, he regularly abused his nieces. Their parents were dead, so no alarm bells could be raised. I trained my Glock and fired. I had to put someone out of their eternal pain. 
 
 Peter dropped to the ground, a puddle of blood slowly growing bigger around the wound. I untied her niece. 
 
 Over the course of two hours, I learnt how much she was under. I learnt how much she was abused. I learnt how much of a sick fuck I had recruited. 
 
 `` Call the cops, Alexandra. Call them on me. Go to Madison's home and stay there.''
