HANNAH’S POV

By

Amye

What makes a man do the evil things in his heart? What puts the evil there in the first place?

It’s a question I’ve asked myself many times over the years. Having a spouse and then a son as police officers makes you question the good and bad in mankind through the years. I’ve seen a lot of both. The bad can even seep into your home life.

The first time my husband received a threat I was nervous. But I refused to cow-tow to the feeling of fear and let it run my life. We were just a little more cautious is all. And then, of course, my son died in a tragic accident while securing a traffic scene. So, the bad does have it’s way of disrupting your life.

I wasn’t prepared me for Hector, however. To have all that evil come directly into your house, well it was scary. And now it’s no longer just myself. My niece, Laura, lives with me anddoes the things I can’t. I was worried for her. She has a tendency to panic easily.

And like I thought, Laura panicked around Hector. She couldn’t even remember that Hutch’s eyes were as clear blue as the summer sky. And panicking is the worst thing to do when someone has the means to do you harm. I tried to reassure her by speaking with my eyes that she should not worry. Hutch would come and take care of everything. In the meantime, Hector had nothing to gain by harming us; and while he had the means, he had not the strength.

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Poor Harry. He asked me to call him Harry, said he didn’t like Hector. What made him do the evil things he did? Was it too many years at sea? Was it a lack of something when he was growing up? Or was it something in his genetic make-up, something he couldn’t control?

Why show Harry compassion, you ask? He came into my house, threatened me and mine; not to mention all the young girls he hurt. How can I be empathetic to someone of that ilk?

Did you ever hear of the proverb ‘Do unto others, as you would have done to you?’

It was obvious the poor man had little compassion in his life. And if my showing him some helped to calm him so he didn’t harm anyone, then I would do so. He was in so much pain from being shot in the leg that I was worried in his agony he wouldn’t be able to maintain control.

Once Harry discovered that Hutch wasn’t a paramedic, but rather a cop, I was worried for him and Laura. Harry didn’t like being lied to. But Hutch handled it well. That’s because we knew what Harry did not. That Hutch’s partner Dave was nearby and ready to disarm Harry.

Dave’s my card partner. He’s such a scamp, but when he’s on the job he’s totally focused on what needs to be done. And in this instance it was to protect the three of us and stop Harry one way or another.

And he did the job admirably. There was only one outcome to be expected. I think Harry knew that too. He wasn’t stupid. I believe that’s why he put me out of harm’s way. I was in the kitchen for the final confrontation, but I could hear their voices drifting in now and then. Harry said he’d take both Laura and Hutch with him. I felt a momentary surge of panic, but stayed calm. After all, Harry wasn’t counting on Dave…….

I wish my sweet Laura would’ve been romantically inclined toward either one of them. She dated Hutch for awhile, but she wasn’t inclined to date a cop she said. A good man is a good man I always say, but you can’t tell these modern young women anything these days.