Liam knew, after what happened in the security room, that trusting the cops would be a mistake. The system was compromised, corrupted. If they wanted justice for Joanne, they had to take matters into their own hands.
So, he made the calls.
To the truckers in and around town, the ones who knew the roads better than anyone else. The ones who could block them.
It was illegal, but if the cops weren't going to stop Tom, they would.
Tom cannot leave this town tonight.
The weight of the night pressed on his shoulders as he drove home, one hand gripping the steering wheel, the other clasped tightly around Fiona's. He hated the idea of leaving her alone. If Tom was desperate enough to hurt Joanne, he wouldn't hesitate to hurt Fiona either if it meant securing his escape. The thought gnawed at Liam, tearing him in two.
Should he go after his brother? Or should he stay to protect his wife?
Fiona's voice broke through his storming thoughts. "Did you hear anything about Joanne?"
