The message glowed on the screen like a threat from the grave.
“Harrington isn’t finished. New evidence. We’re coming back for her. This time, we won’t fail.
Daddy’s body went completely still beside me. The tenderness from moments ago vanished, replaced by cold, calculated fury. He stared at the phone for several long seconds before slowly placing it back on the nightstand.
“They’re coming back,” he said, voice dangerously low. “Reynolds and Harrington. They didn’t learn their lesson.”
I felt the baby kick hard, as if sensing the sudden shift in the room. My hand instinctively moved to my belly.
“Daddy…” My voice trembled. “What are you going to do?”
He turned to me, his gray eyes burning with a mixture of rage and fear fear of losing me. He pulled me closer, one hand gripping my
