For Hank, it had felt like an eternity. In actuality, it had been about ninety minutes or so since the guys had left when captain Beesley’s car pulled back into the station. The staff all gathered together and crowded around the doors and windows, looking on as captain Beesley slowly pulled the car up in front of the building. Sarah Brookes had collected Hank and escorted him to the main doorway. She had intended to leave the building and watch from the parking lot itself but as they had got to the door, Hank’s body had frozen up in fear over who was about to step out from the back of the vehicle.
The tension raised as Sam got out of the passenger side and took hold of the back door handle. One or two gasps could be heard as the door slowly opened. Hank’s legs went limp, and he crie
