CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT – ESCAPING THE MONSTER’S CAVE

Fury blazed to life inside her, its searing heat burning away the last lingering tendrils of grief and despair. Randall would pay, and dearly, for each agonizing moment he'd put Henry through. That was an unbreakable vow. The video's time code revealed the footage was less than forty-eight hours old, captured at some nondescript provincial township. Scarlett committed every visual detail to her eidetic memory, her mind already whirring with possibilities. She was just downloading the incriminating files to a encrypted drive when a slight noise in the hallway outside brought her up rigid with alarm. Moving with the silent swiftness of a cat, she slipped behind the heavy drapes lining the windows just as the door latch turned. Two bulky men in dark suits entered, their mirrored sunglasses giving them an appearance of soulless drones. Scarlett held her breath as the two guards prowled around Randall's private study. Her heart hammered in her ears, but she willed herself to remain utte