Mannie’s POV
I sat in the back of the police car, still holding Dominic’s jacket around me. My legs were pressed together, my arms wrapped tight around myself.
The warehouse behind me now swarmed with officers. Clarissa was already in cuffs, her angry voice shouting nonsense that no one listened to.
But I wasn’t looking at her anymore.
My eyes were fixed on the police van just a few feet away. The big screen inside showed a live video call.
And on that screen, sitting side by side with a tablet in front of them—were my boys.
Jay and Nate.
“Captain,” Jay said again in that calm, smart voice that made my heart swell, “we have more proof.”
The police captain leaned closer to the monitor. His face was serious now, but you could tell he was impressed.
Nate, who sat beside Jay with his
