Click Click The metal against his temple was cool and steady, a contrast to the nervous heat coursing through him. Click Click The sound of the empty barrels sent adrenaline running through his veins and caused cold sweat to emerge from his palms. When was the bullet going to fire? He wondered harmlessly, eyes lazily searching the night sky for answers he could never reach.

What happens when a 6 year old girl shows up at your door claiming to be your daughter?