The silence in the truck was suffocating. Hargrove stood there, leaning against our hood with the casual arrogance of a man who thought he’d already won. He didn’t realize he wasn't looking at a construction crew anymore. He was looking at wolves who had been pushed to the edge of the abyss.
“If you want the boy back safely, you’ll have to cooperate. Finish the job quietly, no more accusations and certainly no more walking away until you are done, understand?”
I could sense Marcus, he was already on the verge of shifting. His knuckles were white where he gripped the handle of his sledgehammer.
I put a hand on Marcus’s arm. "Not yet," I whispered to him.
Mia’s voice was still echoing in my ear from the phone call, how shaky and scared she sounded. Theo was gone, he was taken. And this m
