My Son’s Warning at the Airport Changed Everything

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Her gaze flicked toward Kenzo. “And you have a child who already knows too much.”

I swallowed. “So what do we do?”

“We build a case,” she said simply. “We stay alive long enough to do it right.”

She stood and motioned toward a small back room. “You’ll stay here tonight. It’s not fancy. But it’s locked, and it’s safe.”

I hesitated at the doorway. “Why continue reading …