Jackson's POVI sat in the operations room, fingers poised on the keyboard, when the warning flashed: "Unauthorized transport detected. Possible abduction." My gut fell. I touched the screen to track the last known ping of Kylie's phone. It was in motion…fast toward the old dock area. I pushed back from the console and slammed my hand on the table."Marcus, give me her last coordinates. Now."Marcus, our lead analyst, leaned forward over his console. "Got it. Parking garage, basement level. Then north on Route 7, take the Dock Road exit. She's in a black van."I stood. "Emma, Marcus, we need a rapid-response team on standby. I'm going after her."Emma, our security chief, nodded. "Team Alpha is go. Gear's good. Can roll in two minutes."I grabbed the phone. "Jackson here. I'm out. Constant ping updates, bring me back."I ran down the hall, grabbed my in jacket, and ran for the unmarked SUV parked by the curb outside. The motor roared when I turned her over. Emma's voice cut through in
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