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Dad replied right away.[Where are you? Can you talk?]The only reply was a location pin. It was for an apartment complex about six miles from our home.Then, the profile went gray. No more messages came through.Dad put down his phone and looked at me.“This person sent the location and then disappeared.”“Someone must have taken the phone away.” I set my spoon down. “Call the police.”The police arrived fifteen minutes later.The apartment complex was old and run-down. The alleys twisted and turned so much that even delivery drivers got lost.An officer checked the location. “The area is too big. We’ll have to go door to door.”I looked up at him. “I’ll go.”“You?”“I’ll say that I’m looking for my cat.“A child knocking on doors is less likely to make someone suspicious. An adult would make them more alert.“I’ll keep my phone in my pocket with the call on speaker. You can listen from there.”The officer hesitated for a moment, then nodded.No one answered at the fir
I Stopped My Father From Marrying A Domestic Abuser Chapter 9
In a small studio downstairs at the TV station, we were interviewed by a short-haired woman in her thirties.She leaned forward a little when she spoke. Her voice was soft, as if she was worried she might scare me.She started with a few simple questions. How old I was, what grade I was in, and what I liked to eat.I answered each one.She nodded, then changed the subject.“How did you know something was wrong with that woman that day?“What did you notice that made you stop your dad from getting married?”I sat in the studio chair and paused for a moment.“I had a nightmare.”The host froze. “A nightmare?”“I dreamed that she beat my dad every day after they got married.“I was terrified. The first thing I did when I woke up was stop my dad from marrying her.”The studio went quiet for a few seconds.The host had a complicated look on her face.Dad spoke up from beside me.“Ryan almost never had nightmares.“But thanks to this nightmare, I didn’t end up in hell.”Dad
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The screening process for military housing was much stricter than I expected.Dad made copies of his ID, proof of his relationship with Grandpa, a clean criminal record check, and the police report receipt. He submitted all the documents at the gate.The man in charge was middle-aged and dressed in plain clothes.“Who will you be living with?”“My father, Julian Sullivan.”“Which building?”“Building Seven, Unit Two.”“Go home and wait for the results. You’ll hear from us within three business days.”During those three days, Dad went to work and submitted his resignation.“Dad, I want to go too.”I stood up from the couch and took Dad’s hand.Dad froze for a moment, then smiled.“Ryan, are you worried I’ll disappear again as I did in your nightmare?”I nodded.“Then, let’s go.”When we got to the company, Dad took me to the HR department.“Wait here. Don’t wander off.”“Okay.” I sat on the couch in the waiting area.Two of Dad’s coworkers walked past with some paperwo
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I looked at Neil.My voice was still shaking, but every word was clear.“They dragged Dad and me into the car in that alley. The suitcases are still there.”The smile on Yvonne’s face vanished.She stared at me. The calm look on her face slowly fell apart.“You little brat, you—”She suddenly lunged forward. Her handcuffs slammed against the armrest of the interrogation chair with a loud clink.An officer beside her shoved her back into the chair. “Sit still!”“What are you talking about? There’s no security camera in that alley—”Neil was already on his feet. He picked up his radio.“Zach, get the security footage from the alley by the west gate of Garden Heights. Check this morning’s footage.”Yvonne’s mouth snapped shut.Cecilia’s lips trembled. She could not say a word.It took less than twenty minutes to get the footage.A video appeared on the screen.A gray alley. A concrete floor. A metal gate.Dad and I appeared at the edge of the screen.Yvonne and Cecilia ru
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Cecilia’s face changed instantly. She took a step back.“Those are just the words of a kid!” She waved her hands in panic.“Kids make things up all the time! I don’t have anything on me!”As soon as she finished, she turned and ran toward the lobby doors.Her shoe slipped on the marble floor.Cecilia stumbled and grabbed the door frame. Then, she pushed open the glass door and ran outside.The other officer, Tyler Dixon, reacted quickly. He chased after her.“Stop! Don’t run!”Neil stepped forward and grabbed Yvonne.“You stay right there.”Neil pushed Yvonne against the counter. Her smile cracked.Neil turned to Dad. “You two need to come to the station and give a statement.”Dad nodded.Tears still covered his face, but his voice was steady. “Okay.”He turned to the clerk behind the counter. “Cancel the application. I’m not getting married.”“I second that. You can’t get married.”Grandpa also looked at the clerk.“Why not?”Yvonne could not keep up the act any long
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It was Grandpa!Grandpa came in with his cane. His eyes immediately found me.The entire lobby fell silent.One of the clerks came over.“Hello. What seems to be the problem?”“We’re police.”The officer in charge, Neil Wilson, showed his badge.“We received a report that someone was being forced into a marriage at knifepoint.”The clerk looked stunned. “But this is the city hall.”Neil looked at Dad, who was still at the counter.Cecilia immediately pulled her hand off my shoulder.She lowered her head and leaned close to me. Her voice was low and urgent.“Did you call the police?”I screamed as loud as I could.“Officer, they kidnapped my dad!“They forced him to come here with a knife!“My dad doesn’t want to marry her! Please save him!”My voice cracked. Tears covered my face.“Dear boy, come here.”Grandpa walked over and pulled me tightly into his arms.Cecilia struggled for a moment. She refused to let me go.“Let go!” Grandpa struck his cane against the flo
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