Chapter 70

I called Mylene first.

She picked up on the second ring, voice already breaking.

“Hello? Catherine?!”

“We got them,” I said. “All of them. Safe. A little cold, a little tired… but safe.”

There was a long pause. Then the sound of pure, raw sobbing.

“Oh my God—oh my God, Cathy—thank you… thank you…”

I...