Freya arrived at Steven's office and his brows are in an angry line. She put her purse on the sofa and she sat down with a sighed.
"You nearly get yourself killed."
"They aren't professional robbers." She told him.
"I don't care!"
"I have snipers around us."
He washed his palm over on his face.
"Where's Wren?"
"I kicked him out telling him that I don't need him."
She stood ignoring him and she went to the sleeping quarter to see her twin awake. It also stinks and she glared at him.
"Diapers." She growled at him.
"I just changed them."
But it did stink.
"Oh, shit." He muttered. "I'll take care of it."
