"Georgio Moresi, you are under arrest for engaging in human trafficking. There has been undeniable proof of your involvement as the head orchestrator of this human trafficking ring."
My father jumped up and nervously looked at all the uniformed men. "Who are you?! What authority do you have to put me in jail? Where is the chief of police?!"
The other man chuckled. "I regret to inform you that Mr. Anoly, the previous chief of police, has already been sentenced to prison for his involvement and collusion."
He walked forward, stopping just in front of my father. "As for who I am, I'm Andrei Fima, head of national security."
My eyes widened as I looked at the man. He was well-dressed and had blonde hair with hints of grey. He had a powerful aura that made his calm demeanor feel intimidating.
Looks like the government was called in. I shouldn't be surprised; human trafficking is a big deal.
