Chapter 7 - The Dragnet Closes
Three weeks after Grace’s return, the phone rang. It was Detective Vance.
"We got him, Helen."
My breath hitched. "Where?"
"He tried to cross the border near San Diego using a fake passport. A border patrol agent recognized his face from the alert. He put up a fight, but they took him down. He's in federal custody now."
A wave of relief so intense it made my knees buckle washed over me. I sank to the floor, laughing and crying simultaneously. Grace ran into the hallway, alarm on her face.
"What is it, Mom?"
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"They caught him, Grace. They caught your father. He's in jail. He can never, ever come near us again."
Grace let out a breath she seemed to have been holding for two years. She slid down the wall next to me, and we sat on the floor, holding hands, listening to the quiet safety of our home. The shadow that had hung over our lives was finally beginning to lift.
