“What happens next?” Maya asked.
“We verify the evidence. We speak to the people involved. We review the financial records.”
He looked at both of them.
“The important thing is that you came here and that your child is safe.”
Maya’s shoulders lowered slightly.
Officer Grant handed David a card with a report number.
“This is the official incident report. Keep it. Your attorney can contact the detective assigned after the holiday.”
A police report.
The words had once felt like a declaration of war against David’s family.
Now the card felt different.
It was not revenge.
It was a record.
A line drawn around the truth.
After Officer Grant left, Maya studied the report number.
“I thought I would feel guilty,” she said.
“Do you?”
“A little.”
“Me too.”
She looked at him.
“What does that say about us?”
“That guilt doesn’t always mean we’re doing something wrong.”
