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

Nicolas and Trisha made off

car,

I found

shocked. Was he not afraid that the child would expose

out that Trisha was worrying

completely

there was no suspicion, and they even received praise from the officers.

nonchalantly, “Anyone would do the same. I don’t believe anyone would turn a blind eye to a child

like her

was autistic, and the Campbell family must have known, which was why he always had his parents‘ contact

identity, they asked him to come to the station to

media, but when he looked up,

suddenly

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