The SUV sped through the streets, my mind a maelstrom of thoughts. I can’t lose them. Not Talia, not the children. I won’t let Vic harm them.
We reached the park in record time. Olga was near the carousel, her face pale and tear-streaked. Lev was with her, on high alert. She ran to us as we approached.
“They were right here,” she cried, pointing to the empty carousel. “I don’t know what happened, but they’re gone.” She wrung her hands, sobbing.
I looked around, my mind racing. Vic had planned this too well. He knew our weaknesses, our vulnerabilities. Somehow, he knew every step we made.
“Check the security footage,” I ordered one of my vors. “Find out how he took them.”
Minutes felt like hours as we waited for any clue, any lead. When my man returned, his face was grim.
“There’s no sign of them,” he said. “It’s like they vanished.”
Despair clawed at me, but I couldn’t afford to lose control. I needed to stay focused to find a way to get them back.
“We need to regroup,” I said to Dimitri. “Get everyone on this. We’re not stopping until we find them.”
Dimitri nodded, his jaw set in determination.
Lev was speaking with Denis, looking over Josh’s body. Josh’s gun was nowhere to be found, and his throat was cut. It seems as if Vic got the jump on him. There was no way to keep this quiet as a crowd of onlookers had already formed.
“We’ll find them,” Denis asserted. “I’ll keep the details out of the police report.”
I nodded my thanks. “We’ll handle this our way. I won’t stop hunting Vic until I get them back,” I hissed. “He fucked with the wrong family.”
To be Continued...