"I would agree with you," I said, "but I'm not sure I can trust the police. All I need is for you to help me, just this once."

"Always, you mean. Not just once. I will always help you."

I helped him up off the ladder so he stood next to me and then threw my arms around him again. "It's really good to see you, Dad."

"It's good to be here again with you," he said, squishing me to him. "What do you need me to do?"

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