William knelt to the ground. He placed one hand on the back of Oliver. “Our agents are getting close, Oliver. It won’t be long until we have him in custody.”
Oliver rolled on his back to face the sky. Tears welled in his eyes. He wept inconsolably.
“When we apprehend him Oliver, you and I will need to talk. You know him better than any of us.”
Oliver lay on the ground, staring into the blue sky. Tears cascaded down his cheeks, and pooled into the cold ground. Oliver clutched his chest. He began to rise, fighting against the outstretched hands of William and the uniformed officer. “I can’t stay here!” said Oliver.
Oliver struggled fruitlessly against the awesome power of the uniformed officer, who continued to reassure Oliver as he struggled to place his hands on the wrists an
