Hey, Frank. I hope you got a good listen at the woman whimpering. Before you ask, yes, I kidnapped her, and yes, I'm going to kill her; that is, of course, unless you bring your ass down to the address I'm about to give you. You got that? You meet me, and she lives, but you don't, and she dies.

Look, you don't have to believe me. Honestly, it's no skin off my back if the bitch dies or not. But I thought you were a respectable guy, Frank? Aren't you some kind of, you know, positive figure or something? I figured you'd want to save a damsel in distress.

Meet me at Mansfred Street, the place by the old abandoned warehouse. You come alone, or I kill her. I see someone who isn't you, I kill her. And if you bring any police with you, or if I even think you might have brought police with you or that one of your *listeners* called the cops, you can probably guess what I'll do. So please, cooperate and everyone walks out alive. I think that's a good deal, right? See you there.