Not yet.” Two words that took my heart apart.

I told him, if his father questioned him again, to say he’d never managed to send me anything — to buy us time.

And he started to say something, Mom, if I can’t call you back— and I cut him off, I couldn’t let him finish it, and he said, “I love you so much, Mom,” soft, and the line went dead.

Chapter 20 — The Coordinates

An hour later a set of GPS coordinates arrived from an unknown number, and under them: If you want to see your son alive, come alone, in a taxi, and tell no one.

The coordinates pointed to an abandoned industrial complex out in South Linden.