Saying Hello
The following day, Darius caught Tommy on his way out of the store. “Hey there, I’m a local cop. I just need a moment of your time,” he expressed. Tommy seemed scared. “Sir, I swear, I haven’t done anything wrong,” he responded hastily. “I’m just getting diapers for my baby, I really need to go home now.
I didn’t shoplift anything,” he further explained. Darius, in a calming tone, replied, “Oh no, no one is claiming that you did.” He began, “I merely wanted to ask…” But Tommy took off sprinting before Darius could finish his sentence. Darius watched him flee, concerned, filling his heart. He knew he’d watch over him.
Tailing Tommy
Maintaining a safe distance, Darius trailed behind Tommy. The little chap marched toward the shabbier part of the town. Darius was very familiar with this place and knew the dark activities that happened there. It pained him to think a kid was exposed to such stuff. Tommy often glanced back as they walked, his eyes scanning the surroundings.
Darius sensed that Tommy was a cautious boy, always mindful of his surroundings. He pondered why this young boy was so alert. It couldn’t mean anything positive.
