“Daddy, Mommy said I was a burden and locked me here,” my 7-year-old wept from inside a dog cage. Returning from war, my heart shattered. Then, my wife walked out in silk with a stranger, shocked to see me alive. She thought I was dead-unaware that a trained soldier’s wrath had just begun…

the ‘why.’ I want the ‘where.’”

“We’ll find them,” Okafor promised. “But right now, your daughter is waking up. She’s asking for ‘the man in the green coat.’”

I walked back into the room. Emma looked even smaller in the hospital bed, her arm tethered to a drip. But her eyes were clear.

“Daddy?”

“I’m here.”

“I didn’t let Mr. Button cry,” she said. “I told continue reading …