The big man also spun around. Courvalias screamed, “Get the police. This baby’s been kidnapped. This is my grandson Shag.” He reached for the child. The woman spun away. The man pushed him. His knee pained its whole length. The mountain was in front of him again. The frigid waters of Lake Hwachon were there again for him. He reached, grabbed the man’s arm, pulled him at himself, and tossed him against a display.
”A man rushed down the aisle and went to grab Brittan’s arm. Brittan yelled, “Quick, get the police. Sawyer Billings is outside in the police car. Get him! Hurry.” His fist closed around the woman’s wrist. The baby let out a yell. Their eyes locked again. Then Brittan’s eyes locked with the woman's eyes. It was then she knew her first terror. It was so very real, so unexpected. They had only been looking for a simple night-light. A simple night-light.
Officer Sawyer Billings was Johnny-on-the-spot, having spent some off-duty
hours at the mall, watching the old man from a distance. Cuffs were soon
on the big man. The baby was taken from the woman’s arms and put into
the arms of his grandfather,