The sun once again set his rays to room no 41 for a shinny morning but today was different then usual. Why? well, two poster men of trouble child weren't fighting first thing in the morning, rather they didn't even said a single word, same goes for William. And how could they stomach such knowledge so quickly that they are roommates of a world class criminal.
Today's breakfast was juice, fruit salad with omelet, not so hard to eat but was still giving problem to climb down in the throats of three perticuler residents of room no 41. Today they have previously planned to talk over how to get Jack back his company but now, when thye were sitting in isolated part of garden, they couldn't form voice in their vocal chords, they didn't even had enough energy to open their mouths, even though they just had a breakfast.
"It's not like I murdered." James said irritedly.
