"No! Please!" Sarah's voice cracked as she grabbed onto Joseph's legs, begging desperately. My brothers James and Michael stood frozen, their faces white with shock.

"Joseph, please. You have to listen to me-" The sharp ring of his phone cut through the thick tension. Joseph's face grew dark as he looked at the screen.

"Father, yes, w-we will be there right away."

"Get in the car," he snapped, ending the call. His face was red with anger and fear. "We're going to the police station. ...