Another meeting
Days later, the detective called me back for another meeting. My heart skipped a beat when I saw his number flash on my phone. “
We’ve found something significant,” he said. The seriousness in his voice made me anxious. Arriving at the station, my grandson and I were greeted by the same detective.
“Please have a seat,” he said, nodding towards the conference room. I wondered what new information he had uncovered.