We had five hours to prepare for what was probably our deaths.
"You're not going alone," Theron said for the third time. "This is obviously a trap. You walk in there and you're both dead."
"Then we're dead. But we're not leaving our children with whoever took them." I was checking my knives, making sure each one was sharp and properly concealed. "End of discussion."
"At least let us follow at a distance. Position forces around the estate so we can intervene if needed."
"The message said no backup. If they see anyone following us, they kill the children."
"They might kill the children anyway! This could be someone who wants you both dead and is using your babies as bait!"
He wasn't wrong. Everything about this screamed trap. But what choice did we have?
