#Chapter11
He didn't like seeing him on the floor. He wanted him up on the couch, relaxed in comfort, but Angel resisted the urge to re-suggest that. He wasn't sure how susceptible the kid was, and ordering or pushing him to comply would have contradicted what he was trying to teach: Lucien needed to be able to think for himself and know what he wanted. So even though he wasn't happy with it, Angel dealt with it.
/"Ready for the third, or do you have anything to add?/"
Shaking his head, Lucien gave him the go-ahead to continue. Before he did, Angel flipped his phone so he could see what he'd written. Beneath the rule was a long, detailed elaboration. Every rule had one. Like he said, efficiency was everything.
