Soon, people from the kindergarten also started to come out.

Despite everyone having their phones out, the light was limited. They couldn’t make out who was who from just a few meters away

Nicolas and Trisha quickly blended into the crowd.

It was a Friday night, and people were supposed to be relaxing. With no power, there was no TV or video games, so everyone was a bit irritable when chatting outside their homes, creating quite a ruckus

Nicolas whispered something to Trisha, who then shouted, “Jacques, what are you doing out here?”

As soon as she finished, a woman’s voice came from not far away, ‘Jacques Campbell, who told you to come out? Where did you run off to?”

Nicolas immediately led Trisha towards the voice.

The woman kept calling Jacques‘ name as she searched for him, from outside to inside, finally finding him in a room, I told you not to run around, why won’t you listen?”

After scolding the boy, the woman left

the door, picked up the boy, and left

crowd. Trisha was nervous, but the boy in her arms was

everyone’s noses, Nicolas and Trisha made

back in the car,

found a

shocked. Was he not afraid that the child would expose their lies once they got to

that Trisha was worrying over nothing.

unable to focus or completely lost

police, there was no suspicion,

“Anyone would do the same. I don’t believe anyone would

like her usual deeds were nothing.

was autistic, and the Campbell family must have known, which was why

confirming Jacques identity, they asked him to come to the station to pick

for social media, but

Trisha suddenly felt

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