Time for justice
Mark’s voice sounded firm and unwavering: “Let’s call the police,” breaking the heavy silence. The decision crystallized between them, clear as glass, and the room seemed charged with purpose, as if every breath accompanied their determination to act. The weight of the choice was intense, but there was an undeniable certainty that they were on the right path – justice was imperative, and they were going to see it through to the end.
Time for Justice
Calling for help
The seconds seemed to lengthen as Mark picked up the phone, dialing 112 with steady hands, hiding the turmoil in his mind. His voice was a contained storm: calm, but charged with a boiling anger that he kept well guarded as he explained the situation to the dispatcher. Meanwhile, Lisa hugged Emma, gently smoothing her daughter’s hair, although her hands trembled between fear and determination.
Asking for help
