The officer frowned with obvious confusion.
“If you found him, where is he now? Why would he run from you?”
“I don’t know,” Sarah admitted, tears streaming down her face.
“But please help me find him before he disappears again.”
Hours later, just before midnight, the officer returned with news.
“We found him near the bus terminal,” he said.
“He’s safe.”
Relief flooded through Sarah so powerfully that her hands began shaking uncontrollably.
“What about the girl who was with him?” Sarah asked.
The officer shook his head.
“He was alone when we found him.”
They brought Daniel into a small interview room at the station.
The moment Sarah saw her son, tears started running down her cheeks.
“You’re alive,” she whispered, reaching out to touch his hand.
