Epilogue
“Status update,” I say, while swallowing the lump that tends to develop in my throat whenever Liam is in the field. I’m scared for his safety, of course, I am. But he’s capable, and Clark has his back.
“We’re in pursuit of two suspects, armed and dangerous, heading up the M1 in a stolen black SUV. We’ve just passed Exit 9,” Liam responds. The line crackles slightly, and I can hear Clark remark something about the traffic in the background.
“Understood. Air backup is on the way. I’ll soon be able to update you in real time once I have eyes on the road. Be advised that Exit 10, two miles from your position is shut with road works, though the suspects may opt to break through the barrier in an attempt to evade you. It’s a dead end, so they’ll be forced to stop.” I zoom into the
