As they walked away from the study, Alfred shook his head, letting out a tired sigh. He was already anticipating the workload for the next few days.
Looking at Alexander, he wasn't sure how to feel. To his understanding, the young man was fierce when defending his loved ones, but this went to a whole other level.
To many people, the justification here would be that they started it. But it would nonetheless be murder.
Lots of it, too.
Alfred grabbed Alex's arm, stopping him.
"I have one question for you. Your answer will decide whether I bring you to see the lady and little lady, or if I bring you to the door and kick you out."
Alex looked at him with intensity.
"What are your motives here? Why are you ready to go to such lengths? You could have accepted Mr. Bellemare's offer and forget about it. Why are you willing to do this yourself?"
Alex pulled his arm out of Alfred's grip slowly.
