I stood against the wall of the terminal with my back pressed to the cold glass and Gerald still in my hand and Sombra gone because he had taken Sombra with him and somewhere in this building or outside of it or somewhere I could not reach my four year old boy was without me and I was without him and the world had narrowed down to that single fact.
My phone rang.
A number I did not have saved.
I answered before the first ring had finished.
"Ms. Gail." The voice was professional. Measured. Warm in the careful way of someone trained to be warm in situations that were not warm at all. "My name is Marco Ferri. I work for Mr. DiGiallorenzo. Before you do anything else, I want you to know that Andre is safe. He is completely safe. He is with Mr. DiGiallorenzo right now and he is absolutely f
