“How can this be?” I repeated, my voice barely a whisper as my gaze was fixed on the mangled remains of Dad. “How?” A strangled cry tore from my throat. Mom, a broken heap, crawled towards him, her agony a raw, piercing sound. Casper and Jelena were beside me, their own hearts shattering as tears streamed down their faces.
“How did this happen under your watch? How could you let an innocent person end up like this?” I shrieked at the police officers. They averted their gaze, shame etched on their faces. There was no answer, just hollow, half-hearted condolences. Their negligence had cost an innocent life, and all they had to offer was a pathetic excuse about finding him in this state.
The officers quickly beat a hasty retreat, practically abandoning Dad’s body to us, leaving us to pick u
