Chapter 6

Harlow

The camera chimes again, and Beckett freezes, every muscle tense.

Mia squirms on his chest, babbling, blissfully unaware of the chaos that just shattered our peace. My stomach plunges so hard I almost choke on the taste of fear.

I lean in, fingers pinching the tablet screen, desperate for clarity before I let myself believe what I’m seeing.

A man in a hoodie looms on our porch, hands buried