Chapter 6 - My Daughter
The call came at 9:14 p.m.
“Megan.”
I recognized Frank's voice.
“Where's my daughter?”
“Safe.”
“If you touch her—”
“She'll be fine.”
Adrian grabbed the phone.
“You want me?”
“Yes.”
“Then tell me where.”
Frank laughed.
“Not you.”
Silence.
“Megan.”
My blood turned cold.
“You're coming alone.”
Adrian shook his head.
I whispered:
“I'll go.”
“No.”
“He has Ava.”
“I know.”
“Then I have to.”
Adrian grabbed my hand.
“We're going together.”
“No.”
His eyes hardened.
“I am not letting you walk into a trap.”
We tracked the phone.
A warehouse outside Boston.
Adrian's team surrounded it.
I entered through the front.
“Ava!”
“Mommy!”
I heard her.
She was crying.
Frank appeared.
He held a gun.
“You ruined everything.”
“You did that yourself.”
He smiled.
“You were supposed to be invisible.”
“I wasn't.”
“No.”
He looked toward Adrian.
“You were never supposed to meet him.”
Adrian stepped forward.
“Let her go.”
Frank pointed the gun.
“You're just like your father.”
“No.”
Adrian's voice was calm.
“I'm worse.”
Frank laughed.
Then police sirens sounded.
Frank panicked.
He grabbed Ava.
I moved.
Everything happened at once.
Adrian tackled him.
I grabbed Ava.
She screamed.
I held her.
“Mommy's here.”
She buried her face in my chest.
Frank was arrested.
But before they took him away, he looked at Adrian.
“You think this ends here?”
Adrian stared.
“No.”
May you like
He looked at me.
“It ends tonight.”
