CHAPTER 28 The Shadow F ucking imbeciles, man. It blows my mind how sick in the head these men are. I arrived here just in time to see Mark eyeing up a doll eating a sandwich while his wife, Claire, sits right next to him and watches him eye-fuck a young girl. She doesn’t look the least bit jealous but incredibly concerned for the girl dressed up as a broken doll. It takes all my strength not to charge up to him and smash his head into that wooden bench until nothing remains but brain matter and bone. But I stay in the shadows, keeping one eye on Mark, and the other on the crowd, looking for my little mouse. She’s going to be a distraction tonight, and that could cost me. I roll my neck and blow out a breath. Addie running into Mark is a slim possibility but not impossible. If she stays far away from them, then she should be safe to have a fun time. Mark and his partners came here with the intention of stealing a child or two. Though they’d never do the dirty work themselves. They’re public figures and would never risk being caught. Notably, none of the men have their kids, which proves they came here with a plan and didn’t want the hindrance. They’ll be here under the guise of spending time with their wives and nothing more. But I'll bet my left nut he takes pictures, and sics a lackey on whoever he deems... appetizing. My goal tonight is to prevent any kidnapping attempts from being successful. I have several men on standby stationed all throughout the fair, keeping an eye on each of Mark's business partners, whoever they target, and any other suspicious activity. And it looks like Mark may have found his first target. The broken doll is in a staring contest with Mark, exchanging smiles like an addict and their dealer. She’s not a child by any means, but she’s still young enough to sell into the skin trade.