I try to reconstruct the events, but in my head whirl all thoughts by each other. Mrs Henderson turns around and holds her head cloth stuck in the wind. "Do you know why they did it?" she asks with a smile to her narrow lips. "How did they ever imagined, that they could get away with it? A child abduction, how is it! "Mr. Henderson runs eagerly to his steering wheel."Dont like it well even with it on!" he bites his wife. "We know nothing yet. This is all speculation, there we have nothing!"Yes, but it is your daughter?""And yours or not?"Mrs Henderson takes its shoulders and the remainder of the ride out petulant stare. We are approaching the police station and I see that the tv crew there even though.
Wordt vertaald, even geduld aub..
