“Do not let her leave.”

whisper meant only for me.

“Aunt Maddie. Go to two minutes and thirty-eight seconds on the video. Watch it before Mom sees. And… I’m so sorry. I couldn’t say no in time.”

I looked at the boy I had loved since Rowan brought him home as a foster child. I realized with a sickening jolt that he hadn’t been aiming a bat. He had been aiming a camera.

I handed continue reading …