*Darick’s POV*

I never understood how people could hurt children.

Such was the man whose lifeless body was lying on the table. I studied his big crystal blue eyes, the roundness of his face, and his pointy nose. He didn't have a beard or hair on his head. His face was clean and smooth. He looked like a man who could easily gain young people's trust, and maybe that's why he kidnapped little girls. I despised men like him.

When Wendall handed me his case ...