I Came Home Early For My Daughter’s Birthday

“Guys like that don’t talk. They’re more scared of him than they are of us.”

He was right. Daniel was a coward. He wouldn’t confess to save his own skin if it meant crossing Peterson.

I needed another way. I needed Daniel to feel safe enough to tell the truth.

I went home. The yellow police tape felt like a personal insult. I tore it down and walked continue reading …