Sloan
"Boss, I'm sorry, I can't let you go out there alone," Brock says, stepping in front of the door to keep me from leaving.
"I can't risk anything happening to her," I sigh.
"Chances are, he's bluffing anyway. He probably doesn't even have her."
I've thought through thousands of possible scenarios since that phone call and almost all of them end badly. It's possible whoever this is doesn't even have Alexa and just wants me to think he does. It's also possible that I could be signing my own death warrant by going out to Northpoint Pier tonight.
But the way I see it? I don't have a choice. I'll do anything to keep her safe, even if I have to give my life for hers.
"We need to get out of here before Robbie gets back," I tell Brock. "I don't want him or Samantha catching wind
