Part 1: The Stop That Changed Everything

look, was the small crescent-moon birthmark.

Robert’s knees felt weak. For a moment, the road, the bike, the patrol car behind her all seemed to fade.

Thirty-one years.

He had searched for that mark for thirty-one years.

She glanced at the paperwork again. “Robert McAllister,” she read aloud. “Is this your current address?”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said automatically.continue reading …