CHAPTER 80

Vincent Davies, Anita’s father, was being dragged towards the police station. The CEO of the gallery where he worked had framed him for forging famous artworks. He struggled against the officer’s grip, trying to defend himself but his pleas and protests fell on deaf ears. The police officer, who held his arm in an iron grip shoved him forward and he almost lost his balance. He had barely steadied himself when he heard Anita’s voice call out to him. “Dad?”

His head snapped up to the direction she had called him from and a smile broke out on his face when he saw her. Then, as quickly as it appeared, the smile vanished and was replaced by a look of shame when he realized that she had witnessed the way the police officers manhandled him. He didn’t say anything as he hung his head low, unable to meet her gaze.

Anita hurried towards him, surprise and confusion etched on her face. She gently touched his arm. “Dad, what’s going on? You were supposed to be on a trip. Why are you being arreste