Lucian’s POV
The yellow police tape fluttered in the breeze, cordoning off the crime scene where my car had been parked. The flashing red and blue lights of the police cars created a surreal ambiance, making the whole scene feel like a chaotic nightmare. Officers moved around purposefully, their conversations muffled, while my neighbors watched from their windows, whispering among themselves and exchanging worried glances.
The broken glass from my shattered car window sparkled on the ground, a stark reminder of the previous night’s violence. My eyes fell on two forensic experts in white suits meticulously examining the scene, searching for any clue that could shed light on the attack. The thought of my mother arriving to find this mess tightened the knot in my stomach. Her health was fr
