Amelia sat in the deputy officer's room, her finger bitten raw in panic. She had been waiting for what felt like an eternity for news about Jackson.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and Jackson walked in, flanked by the deputy officer. Amelia rushed to her feet, embracing Jackson tightly. "Are you okay? What happened? How did it go?"

“Smooth thanks to your father.” Jackson nodded at the deputy officer, a smile on his face.

“It’s okay, Amelia I got everything under ...