The airport was alive with its usual noise and movement loud announcements echoing, wheels of luggage clattering on tile, tired travelers in coffee lines, and security officers scanning crowds with calm attention. Among the crowd, Clara Morgan looked like any other young mother traveling alone. Her denim jacket was wrinkled from a long flight, her blonde hair pulled back in a messy bun. In front of her, a pink stroller carried her baby, who was wrapped snugly in a cartoon blanket, fast asleep.
Clara avoided eye contact. Not because she thought she’d done something wrong—at least that’s what she told herself—but because she didn’t want attention. Just a few more steps, she thought. She had cleared security, her ID was checked, her bags passed inspection. She was nearly at the sliding doors to leave the terminal.
Then a sharp bark cut through the noise. From her left, a K-9 unit lunged violently on its leash. Officer Bradley struggled to hold back the dog, which was growling, barking, and completely locked in on one person Clara. Startled, Clara froze. Her first instinct was to……Read Full Story Here.……………….
