I remained calm, letting Trevor’s threats wash over me like a passing breeze. “Go ahead, Trevor. Call the police,” I replied placidly. “Tell them exactly what you received.”
There was a pause, a stuttering silence that betrayed his uncertainty. I could hear Madison’s soft cries in the background, each sob slicing through my heart, but I steeled myself. This had to be done.
“What did you send us?” Trevor demanded again, his bravado faltering. I imagined him standing there, his face flushed with anger, but I knew the real fear lay beneath.
