Linda started talking.
“My son has lived here for three years. He has rights too. Emily is never home, and she’s been using money to—”
“Ma’am,” the officer interrupted, “I need you to stop for a moment.”
Linda went quiet. The second officer glanced past Michael into the condo. His expression changed.
“Sir,” he said, “who else is inside the residence?”
Michael froze. Linda’s face lost its color.
“What do you mean, who else?”
Neither Michael nor Linda answered. The officer’s voice sharpened.
“Sir. I asked you a question.”
Michael
