Chapter 10 - Noah Reveals How He Discovered the Evil Secret
Noah followed me quietly back down the stairs, holding his small stuffed dinosaur tightly under his arm.
“Daddy, are the bad people going to go to jail now?” Noah asked, looking up with wide, innocent eyes.
“Yes, buddy, the police are on their way right now to make sure they never bother us again,” I promised.
“I found those papers two weeks ago when I was looking for my lost red colored pencil under her desk,” Noah said.
“You were smart enough to keep quiet and wait for the right moment to show me?” I asked, amazed.
“My teacher at school said police officers need real proof before they can catch bad guys,” Noah explained proudly.
I smiled, realizing my seven-year-old son possessed more tactical sense than I had shown in three years of dating.
My mother walked over, handing Noah a fresh glass of apple juice with trembling, appreciative hands.
“You’re a hero, Noah. Your grandmother is so sorry for ever doubting you,” Mom said, kissing his forehead.
The front doorbell chimed loudly, shattering the quiet domestic moment and signaling the arrival of the authorities.
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I walked toward the foyer, pulling the heavy stack of fraudulent legal papers out of my jacket pocket.
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