“Young buddy, do you trust me?” Bill asked Adam using a light friendly tone.
With full of sincerity, Adam nodded. He didn’t know why but he had been trusting him for the first time he met his stranger friend. He felt safe whenever his with him and he couldn’t decipher the reason for him being so comfortable with a stranger man. Because he grew up without a father, he got the memo early that he should be tough to all men to protect his mom. Even his uncle Damien wasn’t an exemption at first. All he knew was that he trusted Bill.
“That’s good,” Bill said while messing up his shiny short hair.
“Here’s the thing buddy. Your mom is tired of playing her piano so you have to give her something to drink inside the mansion. Okay?” Bill instructed him very carefully almost whispering not to be heard by Trishia on his side.
“Hmmm...” Adam nodded. “But mister, my kidnappers were guarding the mansion.” Then he added with a worried tone.
