Chapter 67. Plan

I walk down with Luciano to the dining room; I get him sat in his chair and hand him food. He smiles and talks away in his own little language as he eats.

"You never updated me on the kids." Marco looks at me from across the table.

"Seems like it's stopped. No new marks. He didn't mention anything. Other workers will keep an eye on him. Jasmine will do her usual call-in today as well," I explain, knowing that his main concern is Alex.

They all seem to have gotten on this. It was my idea; I made it happen, but they are all keen to see how it impacts the kid's lives. Something tells me it's because it's like our own fucked up childhood with our mother, and we're all trying to stop it happening again.

We sit talking, and I see her walk in, unable to stop myself from smiling. She sits next to me and eats. My eyes go to her, and she smirks.

"Behave, little kitten."

"I was, but now you're expecting me not to..." Her smile widens.