"Mrs. Cox, we are now charging you with obstruction of justice and detaining you for up to 15 days."
The policeman's voice was like a pair of giant scissors that cut off Harper Cox's frenzied actions.
She was afraid of going to jail.
The police printed another document for Yvette Foster to sign.
"Miss Foster, if you need a psychologist for your daughter, our police department can provide one at any time."
Yvette Foster was extremely grateful, "Thank you, officer! If it wasn't for you guys, I wouldn't have known that something like this had happened to my daughter! I am so grateful!"
"It's our duty!"
*
Outside the police station.
"Yvette Foster," Harper Cox followed her out, "tell us what you want, and the Williams Family can give it to you."
Yvette Foster suddenly turned around and stared at Harper Cox, her eyes cold for an instant, "I just want my daughter to be safe, and you want her life. It is already very merciful not to have you all arrested."