The second man looked toward her.
Then toward the baby.
Something about his expression changed.
Not hesitation.
Calculation.
He walked around to the back of the truck.
Nick took one step forward.
"Hey."
The man opened the tailgate.
He reached inside.
Allison tightened her arms around Logan.
"We didn't authorize an inspection."
The man pulled out a brick.
For one impossible second, Nick didn't understand what he was seeing.
Then the man's arm moved.
He threw it.
Straight at the house.
The brick smashed through the living-room window.
Glass exploded across the floor.
Nick instinctively reached toward Allison.
Too late.
The brick struck Logan.
A dull sound.
A sound Nick would hear in his nightmares for the rest of his life.
The baby went limp.
Allison dropped to her knees.
Blood spread across the pale blue blanket.
The world stopped.
Then Allison screamed.