Macy ran past the frightened servants on the floor, desperate to save her son. She needed to rescue him from the kidnappers, quickly.
At the front of the mansion, a black car was parked. Behind the car at the trunk stood the three people in black clothes that had Will with them.
Macy’s heart caught when she realized they were trying to stuff him into the trunk, but first were in the middle of tying him up.
She slowed her steps, unwilling to let them know that she was behind them. A look at the driver’sbitch revealed something crucial. In their haste to steal her son, they had left the car door open.
It was partially ajar.
Hope grew in her heart. She could save her son.
Swiftly, Macy ran out of her hiding spot behind an ornamental shrub, sprinting to the car. She slipped into th
