"Who are these people?" Clara cried out in panic, almost fleeing with the dispersing crowd.
"Everyone, stand your ground! We are doing this as a family and we will be speaking as one voice!" Martha said firmly while holding onto Clara's wrist.
This was the attention they had been seeking to get and nothing was going to steal their shine now.
The power bike police escort leading the convoy further cleared the crowd of spectators and media crew to gain access to the targeted family.
Uniformed military men, recognised by some citizens of the state as their country's soldiers, stepped out of their various vehicles. They formed a human barricade, giving room to another set of military men cladded in royal blue and gold uniforms.
The assigned captain of the Yarkush military, designated to pick up the immediate members of the Hart family, narrowed his gaze on the woman in a wheelchair and the people standing behind her.
