Child abuse

Previously

…He had seen the drawing, he had spoken to Lily, and he had a name. The wheels of his investigation, slow but inexorable, had begun to turn. He would be back. He would speak to Lily’s father. He would speak to Sarah again, this time with a more direct purpose. The weight of that drawing, the weight of Lily’s fear, was too heavy to ignore. He had a responsibility, a duty, and he would not rest until he was sure Lily was safe. He gave Ms. Evans a knowing nod, a silent promise passing between them. The vibrant gymnasium, with its joyful cacophony, suddenly felt like a fragile facade, and Mr. Henderson was now acutely aware of the shadows that lurked just beyond the light.