A Baby's Cry at Midnight I Have Thirty Cops Inside

Summary

Just past midnight, the muffled cry of a baby echoed outside my thirtieth-floor apartment door.

My heart dropped to my stomach. Cold sweat prickled my spine. Then I remembered the two undercover cops crashing in my guest rooms.

I pressed the intercom button, faking absolute panic. The screen flickered to life, showing a woman with tear-streaked cheeks begging me to let her hide.

I smiled soundlessly and unlocked the reinforced steel door.

She would never know she was stepping into a perfectly baited trap.