"Ryan!" "Yes mommy!" "What the heck are you doing in the storeroom?!" This was the the conversation between me and my mom everyday! I used to just go there and I start thinking about something
My mom and my twin sissy never understood this. But..., anyways, that day I wasn't in the storeroom. I was helping mom with the decorations of the Christmas tree as the next day, it was Christmas
My friend Tyler was also there with us to help. He lived in our neighborhood. It was nearly 6:30 pm & Amelia (my twin sis) & dad had gone to the market to get some decorative material. Mom went
In the kitchen to get some water. I was setting up the table and I felt a pull, like someone was pulling me! Then somebody pulled me and as I was just 4, they took me in their cab. I heard Tyler
crying to save me... "Mrs. Paul!! Please come out! They're taking Ryan away from us... Please do something. "
My dad was one of the best business leaders in the L.A. Maybe because of some ransom the kidnappers did so. It was 'The Scorpions' Clan ' who kidnapped me. They were the most noted gang in
Los Angeles. Our home in the north of Santa Monica was very much reputed because of my dad, Valter Paul. He was a very renowned person. At first, I thought that it would end like the old ones,
ones. You know, I thought that they have kidnapped me for some ransom. Maybe, at first I was correct.