Book 7: The Worst Kind of Robber

Reece

The woman who took my baby is sitting in a small office at the train station, crying hysterically as I tower over her, trying to understand why she would do such a thing.

I’ve sent the other Alphas away, telling them I can handle this while they look for their children, but Mark wasn’t sure. He could tell I was at the end of my rope. I still am, but I am being cautious. As much as I want to rip this woman’s head off, that won’t help me understand how she could do something like this or help the other Alphas find their children.

One of the managers of the train station, an older man named Harvey, is standing in the corner with his arms folded in front of him. I think he’s just here in case I do kill her, so that he can make sure the train station isn’t held liable by her family or something.

I decide to take a step back and rethink this situation. Clearly, hovering over her isn’t helping the situation any.

“Tell me your name,” I sa