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

opened the door, picked up the

the crowd. Trisha was nervous, but the boy in her arms was quiet, and the bustling crowd was oblivious

and Trisha made

in the car, Nicolas dialed the

I found a

the child would expose their lies once

that Trisha was worrying

had autism. He was either unable to focus or completely

police, there was no suspicion, and

same. I don’t believe anyone would turn a blind eye

felt like her usual

known, which was why he

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

but when he looked up, the two

drive home, Trisha suddenly felt

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