The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 312

But there was no way the girl was gonna let Theresa walk away by herself, so she dragged her feet until the cops showed up.

Theresa knew a cop uniform when she saw one, and her little heart was a mix of awe and fear.

But she remembered her mommy telling her, if you're in a pickle, go find a cop for help. So when she saw the two officers stepping closer, Theresa's heart was thumping as she seriously said to them, "Officer, I lost my mommy's drawing, can you like help me find it?"

The officers were kinda blown away by the little girl’s way with words.

The older cop squatted down in front of her: "Alright kiddo, how about you come back with us to the station, and we'll call your mom and dad to pick you up, sound good?"

Theresa, hearing the officer agree, felt a mix of happy and worried: "But, can you take me and I'll show you where the drawing is?"

The two officers exchanged a glance, not quite sure how much of her baby talk was legit and how much was make-believe, but decided to go along with it to calm her down first: "Okay, we'll take you there."

Theresa got all pumped up, hurriedly hitching up her bottle bag and pointing towards Brandon’s company building: "Let's go, now, it's over there, we'll be there in no time."

In her excitement, she started to stumble over her words, getting all muddled up.

The officers followed where her finger was pointing, but with all the skyscrapers in the way, they couldn't tell exactly where she meant.

But Theresa, sensing their confusion, quickly added: "The tallest one."

The officers looked at each other again, then back at her: "How about we head back to the station first, and wait for your parents there?"

Theresa immediately shook her head in panic: "We gotta hurry, to find it, before it's gone."

"Okay okay, we'll go take a look."

The officer soothed her in a soft voice, scooping her up, not really taking her words to heart, figuring she's just a little kid with a big imagination, and finding her folks was the top priority, so they half-tricked, half-coaxed her into the police car.

At first, Theresa thought the cops were taking her to find her drawing and was super happy. As she got in the car, she didn't forget to lean over the seat to direct the driving officer: "You gotta turn over there."

"Roger that." The driver chuckled and nodded.