Present Day - Friday Morning
Aria hasn't slept.
She sits at her kitchen table at 9 AM, staring at the threatening message for the hundredth time, her coffee growing cold in the mug Marcus made her hours ago.
The photo of Sophie walking out of school haunts her.
Someone was close enough to take that picture.
Close enough to hurt her daughter.
"Any new messages?" Marcus asks, appearing in the doorway with his own cup of coffee.
"No. Just the one."
"That's good, right?"
Aria looks at him like he's lost his mind.
"Someone threatened our four-year-old daughter, Marcus. There's nothing good about any of this."
He sits beside her, his hand finding hers across the table.
"I called the school. They're adding extra security during pickup and drop-off."
"Extra security won't stop someone
