24 hours since your 9 year old son, Edgar had disappeared. NYPD had no idea about his actual location and neither did you.

You smoked a cigarette anxiously, waiting by the phone in case someone called or in case your husband decided to come home.

After a few hours, your neighbor George brought your husband upstairs, leaving him by the door. He reeked to alcohol.

“He will come home.” Vincent said groggily as he noticed your anxious expression.