Trevon's face darkened. When he looked back at the spot, she was gone.
Trevon's face was dark.
"Daddy, what's wrong? Is something happening?"
Charlotte's small hands clung to her daddy's neck, afraid of being jostled loose by the crowd.
"Nothing, don't be scared. Daddy's here. "
Trevon murmured, trying to comfort her. He had no idea what was going on until he glanced over and saw a screen playing footage of him at Colfax Avenue.
On the video, he was standing by the bridge, waiting like an i***t.
Trevon's eyes narrowed instantly. He spoke, cold and sharp, "Turn it off!"
Paul was frantic. He'd immediately contacted the backend programmers the moment he realized something was wrong.
But it was useless... the video wouldn't turn off.
It was as if a virus had been planted; t
