Chapter Thirteen

When I came home from work it was around six o’ clock P.M. The sun was still shining brightly, the gift of summer hours. As I pulled up in front of my house I saw Lio on the porch talking to a police officer. I was hoping he had control of the situation before I got to them because I didn’t have the energy for anything else right now. I turned the engine off and got out of the car. When I got up to the porch Lio gave me his best smile but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. The officer had a dark brown skin tone and was about an inch or two shorter than Lio; but his physique wasn’t as muscular as his. He looked to be in his fifties from the look of the deep set wrinkles in his forehead and around his eyes. The forest green uniform he wore brought the shine out of his aged, hazel eyes. He had a full head of hair without a gray hair in sight. If it wasn’t a wig he must have good genetics. I looked at the nameplate on his chest when I was close enough and it read, ‘Rollards’.

Officer Ro