Lisa Childs - Colton 911 - Baby's Bodyguard

But it wasn’t just paper.

When she picked it up, short strands of brown hair rained out of it, onto her tangled sheets. She touched the strands, which were baby soft, and panic gripped her heart.

It was Connor’s hair. She inspected his little head and found where the piece had been cut, just above his left ear. But it looked like only his hair had been cut, the ends left jagged.

No blood smeared his pink skin.

He hadn’t been hurt. But he could have been.

Or he could have been taken from her.

Someone had been inside her house. Inside the nursery and close enough to Connor to cut a lock of his hair.

She shivered with fear and revulsion.

Her poor baby...

Why? Why would someone have broken in to...?

What?

Remembering the note, she held it up to read the words crudely scrawled across the lined paper. Get rid of the cop, or you’ll lose your kid. For good.

Get rid of the cop?

Forrest?

Or all of the police who’d been working the crime scene in her backyard?

That wasn’t her fault. She hadn’t found the body. She hadn’t called them.

She glanced down at her phone. She couldn’t call now for help. Whoever had left that note, whoever had been inside her house, might be outside—waiting, watching...

Seeing if she would ignore his warning.

And what would happen if she did?

Would he break back into her house? Would he come inside and steal Connor?

Or kill him?

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