Jake's POV -

I ran as fast as my legs could physically carry me. I run until my lungs ache and my chest heaves with the bile threatening to rise in the back of my throat. It wasn't the running that was making me feel sick, it was Emily's constant scream running through my ears.

"It's the police, stop running!"

I hear him panting from the effort of chasing me. From the sound of his voice, he's only a few feet behind me. So I speed up, my legs burning from the effort. I turn into Whitfield Lane, an area I know well.

A car screeches to a halt as...