Something about the way Kate smiled from that hallway made my blood run cold.
Not because she looked triumphant.
Because she looked prepared.
As if she already"s" knew exactly what the officers were going to say.
As if she had rehearsed this moment.
Lily’s fingers tightened around my wrist.
“Daddy, don’t go.”
The words nearly broke me.
One officer glanced toward my daughter.
His expression softened slightly.
But procedure was procedure.
“Mr. Harper, we need you to come with us.”
I looked directly at him.
“My daughter just told you I didn’t do this.”
