The night air was filled with sirens and flashing red and blue lights as police cars lined the streets outside the old building. 

The once-quiet area was now crowded with officers, reporters, and flashing cameras. Yellow tape was pulled across the entrance as police secured the scene.

Maya stood just outside, still catching her breath. Her heart was pounding in her chest. The fear, the panic, the chase—it was all still fresh in her mind. She didn’t care about any of it right now. Her eyes were fixed on one person.

Anika.

The little girl had just been rescued. She looked shaken but unharmed, her small frame wrapped in a...