AVA'S POV I was lying flat on the gravel, frozen. My heart slammed so hard in my chest I thought it might burst. My ears rang from the gunshot, the sound still echoing like a scream in my skull. I couldn’t lift my head and I couldn’t breathe. All I could think was: One of the kids. Oh God, one of the kids. Please no. My fingers clawed into the dirt beneath me. My whole body felt heavy and stiff, like I was stuck in cement. My chest was so tight, like someone was sitting on it. My lips parted, but no sound came out. Then I heard a little voice. “Aunt Ava!” Emma’s voice echoed in my ears, She was crying, her voice shaky but loud. “Ms. Ava!” Mason too called out my name, his voice was weak and hoarse. They were alive. My eyes snapped open. I gasped like I’d been underwater for too long, and I jolted up so fast I scraped my palms on the gravel. Dirt clung to my hands, but I didn’t care. I turned my head, eyes darting everywhere. Julian was the one who fell. The blood wa
AVA'S POVThe cold air hit my face the second I stepped out of the car. The abandoned rail yard looked even worse in person. It was wide, empty, and dead quiet. Rusted metal scraps were scattered everywhere, and the wind whistled through the broken windows of old storage buildings nearby. My boots crunched softly against the gravel as I walked with Officer Michael beside me. I could feel my heart pounding inside my chest. “Snipers are already in position,” Michael whispered as we walked slowly toward the center of the yard. “We’ve got officers behind those containers, and more on the rooftops. You’re wired. We’ll hear everything.” I nodded, my throat dry. “If anything goes wrong,” he added gently, “say the code word. Say ‘sunflower.’ Got it?” “Sunflower,” I whispered back, my lips trembling. He gave me a firm look. “You don’t have to be a hero, Ava. Just get the kids. We’ll handle the rest.” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My mouth felt like it had turned to sand. I rubbed
AVA'S POV I didn’t sleep at all, all through the night. My eyes burned from crying, but the worst part wasn’t even the tears. It was the way my brain wouldn’t stop. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her again – Emma. Sitting on that cold basement floor, her cheeks stained with dried tears, whispering that she wanted to come home. That image kept playing over and over in my head like a nightmare I couldn’t escape from. By the time the sun started to rise, I was still awake. Still sitting by the window. I wasn’t even sure how long I’d been there. Hours, maybe. Time didn’t feel real anymore. My whole body was tired, but there was no rest in me. No peace. Just pain and worry and fear pressing down on me so hard I could barely breathe. I didn’t know how much longer I could keep going like this… but I had no choice. I had to be strong. For Emma and Mason. They were counting on me. When Sally came into my room, I didn’t even say a word. I just stood up slowly and started getting dresse
AVA'S POVIt was getting dark. The flashing lights from the police cars were starting to fade as officers packed up. The air felt heavier than before. Like the weight of everything we’d gone through was finally pressing down on all of us. Officer Michael cleared his throat and looked around at everyone. His face was tired too. “We should call it a night,” he said quietly. “Let’s meet again tomorrow at Ava’s place. We’ll go over a proper plan then and know how to rescue the kids and at the same time arrest Julian." I couldn’t even bring myself to answer. I just nodded slowly. My arms stayed crossed tight over my chest like they were the only thing holding me together. The kids were still missing. And Julian… his voice still echoed in my head. That terrible voice, asking for two hundred million dollars like it was some regular favor. I wanted to scream. I wanted to run. But my body was too numb to do either. We all started heading toward our cars. My legs moved, but they didn’t fee
AVA'S POVAlex gently helped me stand up as the officers surrounded Jason’s body. I didn’t even realize my knees had gone weak. Everything felt heavy, my chest, my legs, my heart. I stood there frozen, watching them lift Jason carefully off the ground. One of them knelt beside him, checking his pulse, while another looked around and shouted, “Get something to support his head!”An officer ran to the corner of the garage and grabbed a folded tarp from a shelf. It was dusty but better than nothing. They carefully slid it under Jason’s head as they prepared to lift him. I stood there, useless. My arms hugged my chest tightly. I couldn’t stop crying, but the tears were silent now. Guilt clawed at me like a monster inside. This is my fault. All of this is my fault. If I had listened to Sally and told Alex about Julian when he first came back… or warned Jason… maybe the kids wouldn’t be gone. Maybe Jason wouldn’t be lying there with blood on his head. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, but no o
AVA’S POV The moment Jason left, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. The police kept moving around, talking to each other in low voices, but none of it mattered to me. I kept staring at the door, waiting for him to come back. Hoping, praying he returns with the kids. My hand was still shaking as I pulled out my phone and tried calling Alex again. Still no answer. I tried again and again. “Come on, pick up,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Please, Alex, just pick up.” Nothing. Straight to voicemail. Alex was their uncle — he needed to know what was going on. I only called Jason because Alex wasn’t answering, and I had to tell someone. In that moment, Jason was the only person I could think of. I wiped my tears and turned to Officer Mike. “I need your phone. Please.” He looked confused. “Ava?” “I need to call Alex Grey. He is the kid’s uncle. My phone isn’t going through,” I said quickly. “Please, just let me try from yours.” He handed it over without a word. My fin