Beverly's POV

The video played on repeat and each time I watched my mother's terrified face, something inside me shattered a little more. She sat bound to a metal chair in some concrete warehouse, duct tape across her mouth and fear in her eyes that would haunt me forever if I didn't do something.

Chen's voice narrated over the footage, smooth and poisonous. "Bring Beverly to the marked location alone by midnight tonight. Come with anyone else and your mother dies. Refuse and she dies. You ...