chapter 153

I didn't want to take my time to think about what I was going to do. I didn't want my hesitation to cost the kid his life.

I quickly dropped my eyes to my phone.

"Miles is goig to the stirs." I wrote down with utmost speed, making spelling errors I couldn't care to check.

It didn't matter if my spelling was wrong in the text. All that mattered was that the detective understood what I was trying to say.

I looked at the box showing that sitting room. A small light came from the corner, and I could tell that it was the light from the detectives phone. I could see panic on his face when the light gave away his expression.

He quickly sent me a text.

"Stop him."

I didn't hesitate for another second.

I looked up at the monitor to see where little Miles was. The second I saw that he was getting closer to the hall turning to the stairs, I rushed to the door.

Shoving my phone back into my pants, I fumbled with the locks and pulled the door open before I ran to the door of the room.

I rushed