Chapter 70

• Danielle had never known what true terror felt like until now. She had faced betrayal, loss, humiliation at the hands of her family, but none of that compared to the bone-deep panic that swallowed her as she stood in the middle of the park with Theo’s toy still clutched in her trembling hand. The laughter of other children echoed around her, mocking her as she realized—her child was gone.
• “Theo!” Her voice cracked as she shouted his name, eyes frantically scanning every corner of the playground.
• Nothing.