My Grandson Called Me From the Police Station in Fear Until One Word Changed Everything

name connects to a memory. He looked at me more carefully.

“Stone. Like Commander Stone?”

I took the badge from my pocket and placed it on the desk. Expired. He looked at it and stood up immediately.

“I’m sorry, Commander. I didn’t know you were involved. Captain Spencer is handling the case.”

“Spencer? Charles Spencer?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Charles Spencer had continue reading …