Mateo began to stir again, his thin cry rising in the darkness.
Lina tightened her arms around him.
“It’s okay,” she murmured softly. “You’re safe with me.”
Safe.
The word echoed in my head.
Safe from what?
I switched the feed to the hallway camera outside the nursery.
Empty.
The house was silent.
Fifty million dollars’ worth of glass, steel, and marble… and not a single moving shadow.