**Chapter 2: The Kidnapping and the Quest Begins**

As Nigee walked, his anger and frustration grew with every step. Who was behind Sakiyah's disappearance, and what did they want with her? The cryptic message had left him with more questions than answers, but one thing was certain: he had to find Sakiyah. Nigee's thoughts were a jumbled mess as he navigated the streets, his eyes scanning the crowds for any sign of trouble. He had always been a bit of a loner, but his anger issues had made it difficult for him to form close relationships. Sakiyah had been the one person who had been able to see past his rough exterior, but now she was gone. The memory of their breakup still lingered, a painful reminder of his own shortcomings. Nigee had always known that his temper was a problem, but he had never realized just how much it could hurt those he cared about. Sakiyah's departure had been a wake-up call, and Nigee had been determined to change. But now, as he walked through the city streets, Nigee's anger and frustration threatened to overwhelm him. He gripped his steel bat tightly, feeling a sense of comfort in its familiar weight. It was a tangible connection to his past, a reminder of his father's words of wisdom: "When life gets tough, you gotta get tougher." As he turned a corner, Nigee spotted a small coffee shop. He ducked inside, hoping to gather his thoughts and come up with a plan. The barista, a friendly woman with a warm smile, greeted him as he ordered a coffee. "Hey, you okay?" she asked, noticing the tension in his shoulders. "You look like you've lost your last friend." Nigee took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "I'm just looking for someone," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "My ex-girlfriend. She's gone missing." The barista's expression turned sympathetic. "I'm so sorry to hear that," she said. "Do you have any idea who might have taken her?" Nigee shook his head, feeling a sense of desperation wash over him. "No," he said. "That's the thing. I have no idea. But I have to find her." The barista nodded, her eyes sparkling with determination. "I'll keep an ear out," she said. "If I hear anything, I'll let you know." Nigee smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude toward this stranger. "Thanks," he said. "That means a lot to me." As he left the coffee shop, Nigee felt a sense of resolve wash over him. He was going to find Sakiyah, no matter what it took. He would search every corner of the city, talk to every person he could find, until he got to the bottom of this mystery. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the streets. Nigee felt a sense of foreboding, as if he was being watched. He glanced over his shoulder, but saw nothing. Suddenly, a piece of paper fluttered to the ground in front of him. Nigee picked it up, his heart racing as he read the message scrawled on it: "Meet me at the old warehouse at midnight. Come alone." Nigee's mind was racing as he crumpled the paper in his hand. Who was behind this message, and what did they want with him? He knew one thing for sure: he was going to be there. As he walked away from the warehouse, Nigee felt a sense of anticipation building inside him. He was one step closer to finding Sakiyah, and he was determined to see this through. The hours ticked by, and Nigee found himself back at the warehouse, his steel bat at the ready. He was prepared for anything, and he was determined to rescue Sakiyah, no matter what lay ahead.