Brittany's POV

I jolt awake, heart slamming against my ribs like it's trying to break free.

'Theodore. Lorenzo has Theodore.'

"Brittany." Avery's hand finds mine, squeezing hard. "Breathe. Come on, baby, breathe with me."

I can't. I can't fucking breathe because my son is out there with that monster, and I'm here, useless, my body too weak to even stand without swaying.

"Here." Jack's voice cuts through the panic, gentle but firm. He presses something warm into ...