LOGIN“I want him found,” I say immediately.“I’ve got Blaze working on it. We’re waiting on tracking information.”As if on cue, his phone pings. He glances at it and then looks back at me. “That’s him.”“Where?” Gunner asks.The address is quickly entered into the GPS, and Jack adjusts course without he
NOAH.I can’t sit still, no matter how hard I try.For the past hour, maybe more, I’ve lost track of time. I’ve been in dad’s office, alternating between sitting, standing, and pacing, only to repeat the same cycle again seconds later because staying still feels like I’m suffocating.The silence in
“Here,” she says softly, holding it where Sierra can see. “This is her.”Sierra’s eyes settle on the screen, and for the first time since she woke up, she truly focuses. For a second there I think I see tears forming in her eyes, but it’s gone the moment she blinks.Aunt Ivy begins to speak, her voi
LILLY.Sierra lies on the bed, so still that I have to keep checking the monitors to make sure she’s still with us. The machines are back in place, the wires reattached, everything functioning the way it should but none of it feels right. Nothing about this feels right.Aunt Ivy and I have been here
“What are we going to do?” she whispers, her voice breaking. “As long as the baby is missing… Sierra won’t survive this. She won’t.”Lilly moves closer to her, placing a hand on her shoulder, but she doesn’t say anything. There’s nothing to say.“We are doing everything we can,” the older officer as
NOAH.The room is quiet again. Not the kind of quiet that brings relief, but the kind that settles after something has been torn apart.Machines lie overturned, wires hanging loose, equipment scattered across the floor like debris after a storm. The air still feels charged, like Sierra’s screams are
Ava.I watch silently as Noah storms out of the living room. His shoulders are rigid, his jaw set, and his temper practically radiating off him. Forcing him to apologize to Sierra must feel like pulling out his own teeth, and by the look on his face, he’d rather endure the pain.Honestly, I’ve never
My heart beats so frantically it feels like it’s trying to claw its way out of my chest. The air in the Wood family dining room suddenly feels thinner, heavier. My fingers tighten against my dress as if that will steady me.And then it happens.Noah’s eyes sweep the room, sharp and cold, and when th
Anonymous.The room is quiet except for the faint tick of the clock on the wall. I lean back in my chair, stretching my legs out, while the two people across from me shift impatiently.“You’re taking too long,” she mutters in frustration. “We’ve been planning this for years, yet you’re sitting here
NoahThe bar feels empty the moment they step out, leaving the stale hum of conversation and the clink of glasses behind.Gunner leans against the bar. “What was that, Noah? You were an asshole.”“I wasn’t,” I reply coolly. “I was being honest.”“That wasn’t honesty… that was a tactical aim to cause







