Julia’s POV
As I stood on the steps of the manor, my hands trembled but George grabbed my hand and gave me a soothing yet sad smile. Police vehicles surrounded the estate, their red and blue lights casting an eerie glow against the stone facade. Officers bustled about, radios crackling with urgent chatter.
Inside, the atmosphere was tense. Lilian sat in the parlor, her face pale and tear-streaked. A detective leaned forward, pen poised over a notepad, as he listened intently to Lilian’s shaken account.
“When I- I got to his school, his teacher said he had been taken home.” Lilian stammered, her voice quivering with anguish. “Nobody picks up and drops my son at school except me.”
The detective nodded solemnly, jotting down details. "Can you remember anything suspicious? Any strangers h
