Tell me

EDWARDS

I

fought with police officers for what seemed like hours, as patrons continued to stream out of the bar. I stopped to examine each one. None were my daughter.

“She’s still in there! What are you guys waiting for?”

I just kept screaming and they just kept ignoring me. I tried to run in myself a few times, but each time I was caught by an officer and dragged back behind the wall of squad cars they had formed in front of Rita’s.

“We have to do this strategically, so no one gets hurt,” the commander told me after my third attempt to get in.

After some discussion, they decided to call the bar, in hopes that Amber would answer and that they could talk her off the ledge. I jumped nervously back and forth on my feet as he tried to reason with her. He hung up.

“She wants money.”

“What else is new? How much?”

“A million.”

“What?!”

“You won’t be giving her a penny. Now that we know she won’t reason with us, we’ll come up with a plan to force entry and remove your daughter as safely as p