“I came here… to say thank you,” the man in handcuffs whispered, voice trembling as the officers turned toward him in shock.
Rain poured over the cemetery. In the center stood a flag-covered coffin — small, wooden, draped with the K9 unit’s insignia.
No one expected the man responsible for the tragedy to be here. No one expected tears running down his face as he dropped to his knees before the casket.
The officers moved to pull him away — until they saw what he placed beside it.
A police badge — scorched, old… and his own father’s name engraved on it.
It was supposed to be a routine night shift.
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