"Everyone Thought the Gate Agent Destroyed the Pitiful Mother When He Slapped Her, Until She Made One Call and the Entire Terminal Went Completely Silent. "

Chapter 8

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"Director?" he scoffed, looking around at the crowd, trying to rally support. "What are you, the director of a PTA meeting? The cops are going to drag you out of here in handcuffs!"I looked at the woman.The red mark on her face was stark against her pale skin, but she just stood there, holding her child, completely motionless."We'll see," she said quietly.For the first five minutes, nothing happened.The crowd continued to murmur, a few people yelled insults at Marcus, and I stood awkwardly near the woman, ready to defend her when the airport police finally arrived.Marcus paced nervously behind his desk, constantly checking his watch, waiting for the blue uniforms to show up and validate his pathetic power trip."Any second now," Marcus muttered, wiping sweat from his forehead. "You're going to regret ever coming to my desk."But the police didn't come.Seven minutes passed.The distant, low hum of the massive airport terminal—the constant announcements, the rolling luggage, the chatter of thousands of stranded people—continued as normal.Eight minutes.The mother didn't move an inch. She didn't check her phone again. She just stood there, waiting.Nine minutes.Marcus picked up the desk phone to call security again, violently punching the buttons on the keypad."Hello?" Marcus yelled into the receiver. "Hello?! I need an officer at B14! Why isn't anyone answering?!"

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