(Aurora's POV)
The officer's voice came back low and clipped. "Copy. We're behind you. What's the new location?"
Martha read it out. An abandoned warehouse, through a stretch of woodland. No road access.
"We can't get support in there in time," the officer said. "You'll need to proceed on foot. We'll work around the perimeter."
I looked at the tree line. Dark, dense, no light coming through.
"I want to hear Leo's voice before we move," I said into the phone.
Martha relayed the request. A pause. Then the reply came back - a single photo. Leo, bound at the wrists, sitting against a concrete wall. His eyes were closed.
Martha made a sound like something breaking.
"He's alive," I said. "That's what matters right now." I got out of the car. "Grab your bag."
The walk through the woods t
