I almost collapsed to the floor when we heard their trucks finally starting up outside.
Kan pulled me up and held me to himself tightly, “Oliver is OK.”
“He is not here. I don’t know where he is.”
“Your father took him. He could not call you since you were with the officers, so he called me.”
“Kan.” I said in distress, stepping out of his arms, and just then a knock came on the door.
Kan’s assistant, Ren, politely poked his head around the door, “Should I bring them in now?”
“Who?” I asked anxiously. “Is Oliver around the mansion?”
“No,” Kan said, looking at Ren. "Wait sometime, you don’t know who might still be lurking around.”
“No. I cannot have our son exposed like that outside,” I was already headed toward the door. “If he cannot come in yet, I will go to him.”
“Ariel!” Kan
