... Seven years old boy rides his bike around the block. His mom's on the porch, counting his laps.
He waves to her every time he goes by and after six laps, he doesn't come back around.
She goes looking for him.
Lying on the sidewalk. There's no witnesses no ransom demands no clue as to who took him or why.
The cops search door-to-door block-to-block for two days.
Nothing.
No news at all.
And after three days they find him in a field...
John Doggett - "Release"
