His phone. He took it out of his pocket and glanced at it. It was a notification from the alarm app he’d installed. The app that notified him when any of the doors in his cabin had been opened. Had the boy escaped again? He pulled to the side of the road and opened the app, checked the security footage of the boy’s room. His heart nearly stopped. There were strangers in the room. A man and a woman. Their backs were to the cameras, but the guns were easy to spot. Cops. They’d somehow found his cabin. He was finished. No, not yet. He still had some time. He would get what he deserved.
