Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Two
The weekend passed in a blur of anxiety, but having Mateo around was the only thing that kept me from losing my mind completely. True to his word, my cousin had dropped everything in London, packed a suitcase, and taken the late-night train up to Manchester. For the first few days of the week, he helped me maintain a normal routine for Chase. He walked Chase to school, bought extra groceries, and made sure the apartment doors were locked tightly every night. Mateo’s large, comforting presence was a shield against the panic that threatened to consume me every time I saw Khalid’s face flashing on the local news channels.
But a person cannot hide inside an apartment forever. Life had to go on. My son still needed to eat, he still needed fresh air, and he st
