What matters the most

Kieran

“Simon,” I said as soon as I laid my eyes on Philip.

“Already called him. He’s on his way.” He was on the phone. “And I have the captain on the line.”

Good. With how much money I donated to the Police Department just this year, the President of the fucking country should be on the line!

The only thing that kept me from succumbing to the despair that lurked around me in the shadows of my rationality was Sophia.

She needed me sane now more than ever, and I couldn’t afford to fall apart.

“Yes!” Philip nodded as if his interlocutor could see him. “All right, Captain. Keep me updated.” With that, he cut the call and focused solely on me.

“The highway is blocked, and the pursuit has visual.”

We were standing in the hospital parking lot where he rushed to meet me, assuming he didn’t want me anywhere near his wife, who had just given birth and witnessed her sister being abducted.

And he was right.

If I looked half of how I felt, I for sure didn’t appear as anything less than a monster.