"Brad felt the now familiar chill beginning again, then shook it off. "Hey, maybe we should all hit a movie. Get dressed and we'll go get Craig."Danie... agreed and soon they were knocking on Craig's door. His mother opened the door and directed them upstairs to his room. They could already hear the sounds of the Playstation as they entered the room where they could see the television screen displaying a road race game and the back of the big office chair given to Craig when his father bought a. “Hi Dad!” We both said at the same time. We exchanged looks and smiles.“Good to be home.” He said. He was still in uniform and when he was we always walked a line with him. He was always on duty in that uniform. He dropped his bag by the door and came to sit on the couch with us. “How was your trip, Daddy?” Em asked. “Long. Boring. Unnecessary. Same as always.” He said monotone. “But,” and we heard some excitement in his voice, “But, I’m getting some time off. I want to talk to your mom and you. Just like you predicted."She offered a weak smile, feeling her stomach knotting up. "It's not that hard to put yourself into the corporate mindset," she said. "I left them with no other option short of actually negotiating our independence. And we know they would never do that. An indictment and a quick removal probably seems like a brilliant solution to them." It's brilliant all right," he said. "They'll be giving us the final catalyst that we need tomorrow morning." That's when they're coming. Alicia shook her head as they left. She had never encountered suchaggressiveness from cops before. She would know. Her father was a policeofficer. Alicia then entered her room and found an anxious-looking Emilysitting on her computer chair."Are they gone?" she asked."Yeah, what's the big deal? They're just cops," Alicia asked.Emily couldn't tell her without sound insane. "I just don't feel well.Can I sleep in your room? I can sleep on the floor."Alicia eyed the sick-looking Emily. She had never.