Chapter 14
Natalie’s heart raced a mile a minute. She held Galen’s hand like it was a life preserver as she opened her front door.
The police were inside taking photos of her place like this was a crime scene and not her apartment.
She took a step inside but felt her heels brush against sharp glass. She looked down and realized that the photographs on her wall were smashed and the pictures missing from the frames. She knelt down and picked up the blue wooden frame that used to have the Orlando family photo inside. “My pictures!”
Galen hunkered down beside her and pointed to the next one, the black frame of the Christmas photo. “That was you with your parents.”
She covered her lips, overwhelmed. Galen helped her stand as tears formed in her eyes. “Why would someone steal my photographs
