He fled with the child in a dark-colored car. We urge anyone who has seen him to contact the police immediately. On the screen — his photo.”
The woman froze.
On the photo — it was him. The same man who had sat in her kitchen yesterday, drinking tea and nodding while she poured milk for the baby. Her heart started pounding.
Her hands shook. “The child’s mother is pleading for her baby to be returned alive. She is convinced the man headed north, out of the city…”
The woman ran to the window in a panic.
The tracks were still visible — leading into the white void. She stood frozen, unable to move, and only then felt the cold seep through her skin.
