“Here they are.”

Chapter 19 — Here They Are

The officers stepped forward.

They spun Julian around, and drew his hands behind his back, and the sharp double click of steel handcuffs echoed across the carpeted terminal, and travelers slowed and stared, and my husband stood there in restraints with his hollowed-out face, saying nothing, because there was nothing left to say.

A female officer stepped up to Evelyn.

“Evelyn Vance,” she said.