You pace, the thunder outside adding to your increasing anxiety. You keep your eye on the news, hoping beyond anything that they catch him.

When you hear a thud upstairs you rush up to your daughter’s room. There you see an officer lying still and the criminal holding your daughter. Ereven looks down at her lovingly.

“Can you believe this pig tried to keep me away from our child? The nerve, as if she was his. He’s lucky I didn’t do worse.” He states darkly before meeting your eye.