Using Your Rules Against You
Language: en
My sister was taken 32 years ago. I chased the van for three blocks, memorized the license plate, and then ran straight to the police station. The deputy chief on duty was leaning back with his feet on the desk, eating a bag of chips. He didn't even look up when he said, "That's a domestic matter. Come back after 24 hours." I was on my knees, pleading with him to send officers immediately. But he slammed his coffee mug on the desk and shoved his chair back. "Make another scene, and I'll lock you up!" Then, he had me thrown out. Three days later, my sister's body was found on the…