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Third Person's POVLayla drove to the cafe forty minutes early.She couldn't sit still at home or bear another second of Naomi's worried looks or Drew's silent disapproval. So she left in her car and drove straight to the address she'd given Jasper.The cafe was busy and people were rushing in full swing while some people were ordering coffee, typing on laptops and talking on phones. Normal life continuing while hers fell apart.She chose a table by the window which back to the wall and had clear view of the entrance.She ordered coffee she wouldn't drink and waited.Her phone sat on the table in front of her and she held the small magnetic tracker sat in her palm, hidden beneath the table. Drew had given it to her that morning and showed her how to attach it and how to activate the app."Just get it on his clothes somewhere," Drew had said. " Whether his coat pocket, back of his shirt or anywhere he won't feel it."She'd practiced it on her own jacket twice until the movement felt na

Layla's POV"Yes it's me, Ms. Backwood." She confirmed. "Please don't hang up."My entire body went rigid. Drew immediately became alert and Naomi eyes were widened."I know you hate me," Belinda continued quickly. "I know what I did but I need to tell you where your son is."The room started spinning as I gripped the phone tighter."Where?""Not over the phone because they might be listening. I need to see you face to face.""You expect me to trust you?" My voice turned to ice. "After what you did?""No." She was crying now. I could hear it in her voice. "I don't expect trust but I'm asking anyway for Drey's sake."Drew moved closer, his expression hard. He was shaking his head, mouthing the word "trap."But I couldn't hang up yet."Why should I believe anything you say?" I asked."Because I saw him today." Belinda's voice broke completely. "I saw Drey crying, probably missing his mom and I can't do this anymore. I don't care what they do to me or my sister. I can't watch him suffer.