Justice for Mindy

Wilson sat in his office, his mind consumed by thoughts of Mindy. Despite their fractured relationship, she still occupied a significant space in his mind, her well-being a constant concern.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, and David stepped inside with a concerned expression on his face."Sir, there's something you need to know," David began, his voice grave.

Wilson's expression remained stoic as he regarded David, his features betraying little emotion. "What is it, David? What's happened?" he asked, his voice calm and composed.

David hesitated for a moment before speaking, his words careful and measured. "It's Mindy, Sir," he said softly. "Something happened to her last night. She was attacked on her way home from work."

Wilson's demeanor shifted instantly at the mention of Mindy's name, concern etching lines of worry on his face. "Is she alright? Where is she now?" he inquired, his voice laced with genuine concern.