Newborn Baby Cries All Day No Matter What Parents Do, after a While They Check His Crib
Walter returned home from work, greeted by the piercing sound of his baby son crying. His wife, Abby, sat at the kitchen table, her face strained with frustration. It was clear that Logan’s wails had worn her down.
“Oh, honey,” he said, wrapping his arms around her from behind. “How long has he been crying?”
“I’ve tried everything, Walter!” Abby sobbed. “He’s been fed, changed, bathed, and burped! I even checked his temperature! Nothing is working—he just won’t stop.”
Parenthood had turned their world upside down since Logan was born a month ago, and nothing unsettled Walter more than their son’s cries.
“Come on, let’s figure this out together,” he said, gently leading Abby to the nursery.
He approached Logan’s crib, expecting to see their son, but instead found a dictaphone playing the sound of crying and a note lying beside it. Stunned, Walter pressed the stop button, silencing the wails. Abby rushed in, confused.
“What did you do?” she asked. But Walter wasn’t listening. His focus was on the note he had just picked up. As Abby grabbed it from his hands and began reading, a wave of horror swept over them.
“I warned you—you’ll regret being rude to me. If you want to see your baby again, leave $200,000 in the luggage lockers by the pier. If you involve the police, you’ll never see him again.”
Abby gasped. “Oh my God! What does this mean? Who would do this? Was I rude to someone? Were you?”
Walter’s mind flashed back to an encounter at the hospital. He had been furious with a janitor after accidentally breaking a gift he had brought for Abby—a cute bear-shaped pot. In his anger, he had yelled insults at the man, who had warned him, “You’ll regret this!”
“We need to go to the police,” Walter said, shaking off the memory. “It must be him.”
“But the note says not to, Walter. What if we never see Logan again? Maybe we should just pay the ransom.”
“We can’t trust him. Even if we pay, there’s no guarantee he’ll give Logan back. The police can help—they can arrest him before he has the chance to hurt Logan.”
Abby reluctantly agreed, and they drove to the police station. But just as they were about to get out of the car, Walter’s phone buzzed with a new message.
“This is your first and last warning. If you enter that station, your kid goes into the bay. Get the money to the location I mentioned.”
Abby gasped, her fear escalating. Walter scanned the area, trying to spot the kidnapper, but there were too many people. With no choice left, they decided to pay the ransom. As they rushed to the bank, Abby became ill, and Walter had to take her home.
Once Abby was settled, Walter went to the storage lockers with the ransom money, hoping to see the janitor. But after a brief chase, the man revealed he was just a courier, paid to collect and drop off the money, knowing nothing about Logan’s whereabouts.
Crushed and desperate, Walter drove home only to find Abby and all her belongings gone. He frantically called her, but she never answered. Then it hit him—Abby had been behind it all. She had orchestrated the kidnapping of their son. His heart shattered, but Walter wasn’t defeated. The money he had given was fake, and he was determined to get Logan back.
Walter went to the hospital where Logan was born and found a doctor willing to help. Together, they tricked Abby into thinking Logan needed urgent medical treatment. Soon after, Abby showed up at the hospital with Logan in tow, only to be arrested by waiting FBI agents.
As Abby was led away, she hurled a final, shocking insult. “Logan isn’t even yours! You couldn’t get me pregnant, remember? He’s James’s son!”
Walter froze, devastated by the revelation. But his love for Logan was stronger than any betrayal. Holding his son tightly, he responded, “I don’t care. I will adopt him if I have to. I will watch him grow up while you two rot behind bars.”
In that moment, nothing else mattered. Logan was safe in his arms, and Walter knew he would do whatever it took to give his son the life he deserved.