Cayden POV

My vision was blurred in the haze of police uniforms and red and blue lights. My mind was still stuck on the image of Rose screaming, the car speeding off in the distance, as I ran to try and catch it.

That was how lost to insanity I had been. I had run after a car.

I had gotten the number plates, but that had already been proven to be a dead end. The make and model of the car hadn’t helped either.

Rose had been taken, of that, there was ...