After another grueling day at the office, I returned home, utterly exhausted. To my horror, I found a message from Kane’s teacher saying he had gone home early. Panic set in as I frantically searched for any sign of him. Then I noticed Kane had looked up my company’s address. My mind reeled—he must have gone to my office. But why didn't he come to find me? Unless... Raymond. Only Raymond would take him. I collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t lose Kane too. Desperately, I dialed Raymond’s number, but no one answered. I kept calling until finally, he picked up.
“Hello, Caitlin,” Raymond’s cold, hard voice cut through the line.
As soon as I heard his voice, adrenaline surged through my body. “Raymond, did you take my son?” I asked, my voice trembling.
“Your son?
