Larissa swiftly turned on her toes and hurried to Lana's side. Supporting her arm, she gently draped her hoodie over Lana's shoulders. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"

Lana shook her head, but her gaze was fixed on Kevan.

"Mr. Rogers," she called out timidly, "are you okay?"

"Yeah," Kevan responded indifferently, without even glancing at her.

Lana's eyes welled with tears as she bit her lower lip.

"What happened here?" a police officer spoke up sternly.

Lana spoke up first, pointing at t