"I'm not dead." Liz said softly. She didn't know why she answered. Maybe because she was afraid of what they would do to her if they thought that she was really dead. She wanted to tell them that kidnapping her wasn't going to get them what they wanted. Her father hated her. He was going to blame this on her. He would tell them that the could do whatever they wanted to do to her. But she was afraid if they knew how little her father cared about her they would really hurt her. So stayed silent.