He was heavier than I remembered, his body warm against mine.

I stepped back, cradling his head against my shoulder.

He let out a sharp, sudden cry.

It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.

“I’ve got you,” I whispered to him. “I’ve got you, Leo.”

Sophia was on Margaret in an instant, pushing her against the metal boarding steps of the plane.

“Get down on the ground!” Sophia ordered.

Margaret struggled, her coat twisting around her arms as Sophia forced her wrists behind her back.

The metallic click of the handcuffs was sharp and final.

“This isn’t over,” Margaret screamed, her voice hoarse. “You have nothing, Daniel! You’re nothing!”

I didn’t look at her.

I looked at Caleb, who was sitting on the bottom step, his head in his hands.

“Thank you,” I said to him quietly.

He didn’t look up.

Dr. Vale was already sitting on a crate, waiting for the police to enter.

The bright headlights of several state trooper vehicles swept across the hangar walls as they pulled up outside.