"Come on, Grandma, we've got to get to Mr. Lewis—"
Balfour's tears had barely dried on Alyssa's shoulder before he lifted his head, urgency in his voice. "We have to hurry. That guy found us, so Mr. Lewis might be in danger!"
Victoria snapped to attention at Balfour's voice, rushing forward to grab the arm of a nearby officer. "Please, sir, you've got to save my dad. He's still back there, and he could be in danger!"
Alyssa patted Balfour's hand before turning to Victoria, "Don't worry, dear, we're already on it. We've split into teams, and one's already on their way to find your father. We won't forget him."
No amount of reassurance seemed to register with Victoria, though. She looked dazed, and Alyssa quickly had someone help her into the car, "Get her some water, and let's move. Balfour, you get in too."
As for Monkey, even in cuffs, he was struggling, kicking up a fuss. He had tried to bolt, desperate to warn their Boss.
But they were up against a well-equipped police force, and Captain Aidan was taking no chances now that he knew who they were dealing with. All hands on deck to catch the bad guys—there was no chance this big fish was getting away.
Captain Aidan stood firm in front of Monkey.
"Looks like we've got ourselves a reunion, eh? How many of you are out there?"
Monkey glared at Captain Aidan but kept his mouth shut. He was always a loner, stubborn to the core. In the slammer, he'd somehow clicked with Jaxon and had been unwaveringly loyal ever since.
Jaxon trusted him implicitly, his right-hand man.
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