I pull my car into the parking lot near the main entrance of the small local police building and switch off the ignition. I've only been here once before, the first time I bailed Dante out but now that seems like such a long time ago. He swore to me how I would never have to do it again, that he would never come back here. How naive we both were. A few cars down I can see my aunt Jen on her phone, furiously tapping at the screen. She must have been waiting nearly three hours at this point. I would feel bad for her, if she hadn't been so money hungry these past few years. I climb out of my car and I must catch her eye, as she quickly whips her head up and does the same, rushing over to meet me.
She's incredibly short, as she attempts to wrap me in a tight comforting hug the top of her head
