Page 110 of Seven Deadly Sins

“I haven’t seen a streetlight yet. At least, I think it’s Reynold. It’s a camera on someone’s fore…yeah, it’s him. I recognize the shoes.”

“Lucy or Robert had filmed him at the park. They could have been right behind the mother, and no one suspected a thing.” He tightened his hands on the wheel, turning the knuckles white.

Harper let the station receptionist know so the other officers on patrol could be on the lookout. She then kept her attention glued to the video and tried to make out a landmark or catch a glimpse of a street sign.

Reynold was being very careful not to look at any signs. Still keeping his head down, he led the child up a set of steps, rang the doorbell, and ran.

“He took her home! Quick, turn around.”

Liam whipped the wheel and increased his speed as Harper called out directions. Come on, Reynold. Let us see you.

“There.” She pointed out her window. “Don’t let it look as if we took him easily or Lucy might come after him at a later time.”

“Got it.” They bolted from the vehicle, guns drawn.

“Stop, Reynold. Hands up.”

The boy complied.

“Are you alone?”

“Yes.”

Liam ripped the beanie with the camera attached to it from his head. He turned off the camera and tossed the hat in the car. “Let’s get you home.”

He glanced both ways and opened the back door. Inside the jeep, he turned to face the boy. “I suppose they didn’t let you see the location of the house?”

“No, they kept me blindfolded until we were far enough away.” He heaved a big sigh.

“Why did they let you go?” Robert would’ve known that having the boy return the little girl would alert the authorities to his location.

“When they found out they’d had me take a special needs kid, they both flipped.” He sniffed. “Lucy, that’s the woman’s name, is out looking for someone to replace me right now. She’s here in town somewhere.”

Everything in him wanted to search for her. Harper’s expression looked like she felt the same way. “We need to get you to the safety of the station. We’ll call your father from there.”

“She’ll get away!” He kicked the back of the seat.

“If we go after her, she might kill you.” He put the jeep in drive. “Is that a risk you’re willing to take?”

“No.” He plopped back against the seat.

At the station, they escorted him to the interview room. Harper left, returning with a sandwich and soda from the vending machine. “Your father is being called. In the meantime, we’d like to ask you some questions.”

“I heard very little and saw nothing, but I’ll do whatever I can.” He grabbed the sandwich like a starving man. “All I ever saw was the basement. They led me into it through an outside door. You could see for yourself that they chained me up like a dog.

“I’d like nothing better than for you to find them and shoot them.”

Liam understood.

Chapter Three

Lucy stood inthe shadows on the side of a convenience store. Amazing how many people needed to grab some little something before heading home. At least ten were in the store, breaking curfew.

“I told you, Maggie, that if I had your closet, I’d never want to leave it. I’m so jealous.” The woman laughed. “Maybe then I’d have enough room to hang more than yoga pants and tops.”

“Your closet is perfectly fine.” Margie smiled.

“Yours is as big as my master closet!”

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