Chapter 5 - Calling Child Protective Services And Local Police
Instead of driving home, I pulled into the brightly lit parking lot of a twenty-four-hour grocery store two miles away.
I immediately dialed 911, my fingers shaking as I reported the child endangerment incident to the local dispatcher.
Within ten minutes, a marked cruiser from the suburban police department pulled up beside my sedan with lights flashing.
Officer Miller stepped out, walking over to my window with a calm, professional expression.
“Ma’am, dispatch reported a child safety complaint; can you tell me what happened tonight?” Officer Miller asked gently.
I unlocked the back door so the officer could see Lily wrapped in a warm blanket drinking hot cocoa.
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I then pulled out my phone and played the audio recording I had secretly captured on my voice memo app.
Officer Miller’s expression hardened as he listened to Victoria’s cold voice justifying locking a barefoot child outside.
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