Katelyn’s POV

The second they dragged me back, I knew something was wrong.

Lucas’s cries, so clear and desperate just moments ago, were fading too fast. That wasn’t normal. That wasn’t okay.

My heart slammed against my chest as I twisted in the grip of the two suited guards holding me.

“Let me go!” I screamed, jerking my arms, my voice echoing through the corridor. “My son is in there!”

I didn’t care how loud I was or how wild I looked. Every second that passed without hearing ...