NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.Watching the police officers, someone had called bundle my dad…or, Han, into their car, I felt nothing; not even a bit of emotion. Only a lone tear slid down my cheek, and my mouth hung open. One of the police officers jogged up to us, his facial expression shining with joy, relief, and shock.“Thank you so much for apprehending the criminal, Mr. Priest.” He stretches his hand out, leaving it for Damien to take.“C-criminal..” I squeaked, my ears full of the familiar ringing I could barely escape from ever since I left Washington, D.C.“Yes, Miss. We have searched for him for years, coming between cities, and sending extradition treaties just in case he was in another country.” He explained, and I stepped forward, licking the dryness off my lips, and trying my hardest not to sob.“What is he guilty of, if I may ask…?The officer stares between us in shock, his breath sputtering......”He was a homeless man at my grandmother’s event just now.” Damien steps forward,
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