Chapter 24

• The policeman grabs my hands and puts me into handcuffs. They snap shut hard—too tight around my wrist. The bite of the metal hurts and I wince. I’m lifted from my chair and yanked out the door with an officer on each arm, I’m led out of the office and through the airport. People stop and stare as we walk past, and my eyes fill with even more tears.
• Oh God. Things can’t get any worse.
• Twenty years imprisonment. This can’t be happening.