When news of Humphrey's sentencing reached Conrad, he was in the middle of teaching a class at the small rural elementary school.
He stared at the notification on his phone, lost in thought for a long moment.
"Mr. Gibson, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" A little boy beside the podium looked up at him with worried eyes.
Conrad snapped back to the present and shook his head with a gentle smile. "I'm fine. Come on, read paragraph three of the article for me."
The boy nodded obediently and began reading with great concentration.
Conrad's gaze drifted past him to a petite yet poised figure standing by the classroom window. When she noticed him looking, she waved.
Conrad nodded. After the boy finished reading, he instructed the students to study quietly on their own and stepped out
