The text beneath the photo of Leo wasn't just a threat; it was a vicious strike, shattering my composure into a thousand jagged pieces."
I stared at the screen until my eyes burned.
"How would it feel if you woke up one morning and your entire world was gone...?"
For a moment, the world was spinning. No! Not Leo, he is my everything and whoever sent this knows that for sure. No doubt the person was cold, and dangerous for him to use Leo as a pawn in a game of terror.This must be the work of a scavenger.
I zoomed in on the photo, my clinical focus taking over. I wasn't looking at my son's smile anymore; I was looking at the background. There, idling near the curb of the park, was a smudge of matte black.
My heart stopped.
The black van.
