When we reached the police station, I tried to follow them into the interrogation room, but an invisible force stopped me. My spirit seared with pain every time I tried to push through, a sensation I hadn’t felt in a long time. It was unbearable.I wanted to see him plead guilty to his crimes.I tried repeatedly to push past, but it was no use. Each attempt made my spirit feel like it was on fire, and the pain became too much to bear.Over the next few days, I spent my time pacing outside the station doors, hoping to overhear information from the officers coming and going.I couldn’t gather much, but I did hear some wonderful news.There was sufficient evidence to charge my father with murder, and he had pleaded guilty. His sentencing was imminent, and it was likely he’d face death row.His company was also under investigation for tax evasion.I thought Wendy might be released, but the police had discovered she was responsible for her cousin’s death. She had pushed him into the
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