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Sarah’s heart stopped for a second and she almost dropped her glass of water because it couldn’t be true.
Just couldn’t.
She ran to the living room and turned up the volume of the TV so se she could hear better
“... around 4 p.m when two black vans intercepted and opened fire against the police van responsible for transporting Robert Haywood. All four officers were killed on scene. The FBI is investigating the attack and searching for Haywood but with no success. They also believe...”
“No…” Sarah couldn't find the words. “No, this can't be true”
Her dad was free.
Her dad, who was a psychopath and a serial killer, was free.
She felt her legs giving out. How did this happen? A chill ran down her spine and she couldn’t help the bad feeling that it brought. She was paralyzed.
It was like someone poured out a bucket of ice water on her head.
Oh my God.
Sarah wasn’t sure how long she stayed frozen and just staring at the TV until a soft bark startled her and suddenly she was brought to the present.
“Geez, Muffin, you scared me!” exclaimed Sarah with one hand on her chest.
Her puppy was staring right back at her, wagging her tail happily.
“Hey baby girl, what do you want, huh? I bet you wanna eat” softed Sarah already going to the kitchen to get Muffin’s food.
After feeding Muffin, Sarah knew she should eat too but just the thought of food made her stomach flip. She was too nervous and on edge for that. Maybe a shower before bed would help calm her down. Her forearms were itching but she couldn’t slip now. Not after she was getting better.
Yes, definitely a shower.
However it didn’t help. She was laying in bed with too many thoughts on her mind. Could her father contact her? Could he visit her?
Ding!
As like reading her thoughts, her cell phone lightened with a new email.
Hello Sarah,
I saw the news about your father. It’s horrible and I can’t help but fear for your safety. Therefore I’m renting a new apartament for you near your university. Actually, it’s closer than the one you are living now. Also, I’m hiding two bodyguards to protect you. If you feel unsafe, let me know so I can help the best way possible. Furthermore I’ll send some money to help you with the arrangements.
Stay safe, Sarah.
Love you.
Mom.