Jack's POV
The shipyard was a dead zone. It felt like time had stopped here a long time ago. Rusty old cranes stood like skeletons against the sky. Broken-down warehouses and docks stretched out in front of me, all covered in a layer of salt and decay. The ocean waves kept crashing against the pier, making a steady rhythm that didn't care about the chaos inside me.
I was trying my best to stay calm. I needed to keep the storm of feelings inside me under control. Rose was here. Margaret had her, and one wrong move from me could mean losing Rose forever. My heart was pounding hard, a constant reminder of everything that was at stake.
Behind me, the armored van was humming. The driver, who was really a federal agent pretending to be a delivery guy, kept the engine running. Our plan was sup
