“Is there a reason why you felt the need to kidnap me?” Mikey asked, not really sounding all that concerned about it as she pulled a baseball out of her sweatshirt pocket and began rolling it between her hands.
“I need your help,” Jason said, knowing that it was better to just get to the point when dealing with his niece.
“That would explain the kidnapping,” Mikey murmured with a nod of understanding.
“Can you really call it kidnapping when all I did was promise you a new bucket of baseballs in you got in my truck?” Jason asked, still debating the odds of this plan actually working.