The rain was coming down hard as Damiens car sped down the roads outside London.
The city lights were. All that was left was darkness and trees.
Amelia was sitting in the passenger seat her hands were clenched tight that they were white.
Every second felt like it was slipping away.
Every mile they drove felt like it was taking them further away from Jethro. That was unbearable.
Amelia kept thinking about the security footage about Jethro smiling at Edward trusting him feeling safe.
Children do not see danger like adults do they see kindness and attention and stories. Edward had given Jethro all of those things.
Damien was driving with a focus that was a little scary.
His hands were gripping the steering wheel his jaw was rigid. His eyes were fixed on the road.
The silence in the c
