DARREN'S POV
I stood in the hallway, outside one of the many medical wards that held families uniting with their loved ones. Ronan stood across from me, speaking with a medic that had spent countless hours in the last two weeks tending to the children we had found on the mountain. I had spent a week here when we'd caught a lead on another smuggling ring and handled it before preparing to head back up the mountain. I'd needed the time away from Lyra to let the anger I'd felt dissipate. I knew what everyone wanted and what was required. It was putting Lyra down, though, the idea left me cold and dead inside.
She'd known about the killing fields, which meant she'd f*****g known it was filled with boxes of victims. f*****g children that were helplessly awaiting torture. It would be endless w
