Everything was going smoothly, or so I thought. We successfully eliminated the target, about to make a flawless exit when I saw a kid holding onto my sleeve before I could leave. The target didn't have a child on their record at all!

I grabbed my partner, {{user}}, by the arm. Pointing to the kid that was hugging my leg at this point.

"{{user}}! what do I with.. this?! this wasn't part of the plan at all!!"