Pam POV
Since Austin was taken, then we managed to have him return. Three text messages have arrived on my phone, warning me to hand one over or he will take another. Warming me that the next time, he would not leave it easy for us to claim him back.
I was petrified that one of my boys would soon be kidn*pped, that I was not sleeping much, my worry was too high, even with the microchips that would only locate where they were, would not be enough for them not to be taken, and then the risk of harm as we try and reclaim them.
My boys are in danger because of me.
I was not able to save the children that were at that party, but I was not the only bodyguard; however, it was me who was holding my hands on the boy's body to stem the flow of blood. Hence, I was the target of the boy's fath
