After ensuring that Papa was taken care of and well protected, we left the hospital. I never let go of my son, Isaiah, and clung to him as if he would be taken away from me at any moment. Samuel and Amelia are in the other car behind us.
Amelia clung to Franco like a vine and never let him go. My heart is still unsettled because we still haven't heard from the police about Isobelle's whereabouts. The police could not find CCTV footage in the area where the incident happened because the perpetrators broke all the cameras during the ambush.
Marcus has been very quiet ever since we arrived at the hospital, but I could feel his frustrations and anger. He was gripping the wheel so tightly that it turned his knuckles white.
Oh, Isobelle! Where are you, my darling? I know you're scared righ
