Laken climbed another step and then managed to fling his leg over the top. When he did, he glimpsed a thin beam of light from a tiny window on the main floor of the massive, L-shaped stone bungalow. After an agonizing couple of minutes, he reached the rung third from the top, high enough that he could peer over the wall. He paused after every step, his heart thudding against his ribs, but could detect nothing on the other side of the wall. Laken slid his shoe onto the bottom rung, inhaled a slow, deep breath, and then started up. Any movement could set off security cameras which, even if the property was abandoned, would likely be monitored remotely. When he found a spot out of reach of the streetlights, he stopped and propped the ladder against the bricks. Even if that means letting go of her-and the future he envisions for the two of them-forever. Laken is willing to risk everything to set Rose free. He wants nothing more than for her to experience hope and healing and maybe even happiness in her life.
Still, nothing he has gone through compares to what Rose has endured. To her, though, God is the one holding the keys, refusing to set her free despite the desperate pleas she has sent heavenward.ĭetective Laken Jones has known hardship too, including the daily trauma of racism. Safe is the most dangerous feeling of all.įor as long as she can remember, Rose Galway has been a captive, controlled by one man or another.
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