A Mall Fire Made Me a Criminal for Refusing to Die

Introduction: "Daddy, smile..." My daughter sat in my arms, fiddling with the action camera hanging around my neck. I was gazing at her with that doting look, about to say something, when a sharp, acrid smell hit me. In that instant I understood. Something was on fire. Red text suddenly flashed across my vision. [Your life has been too comfortable. Someone has set their sights on you.]