Chapter 61

• The precinct was buzzing with movement as Detective Harris arrived at her work area. A cold, gray light sifted through the blinds, casting long shadows over the room. She tasted her coffee, trusting the caffeine would kick in before long.
• The past few weeks had been tenacious, ever since the endeavoured kidnapping of Haven and Alexis. But nowadays, there was a distinctive vitality within the air, a sense of looming determination.
• “Harris,” her accomplice, Detective Sam, called from over the room. He was holding a file in one hand and his phone within the other, his expression a blend of horrid assurance and expectation. “They’ve got them.”