Did Slater accept the task?
He did, and surprisingly, he was much better at it. It was likely thanks to his training and the lessons he had taken to enhance his craft. Or maybe it was because he had grown up with a guy like Hugo, who would beat a poor dummy to a pulp.
Either way, taking that woman's hand answered the "why" he tried to run away.
His entire body and soul already knew it would change him… and it did, forever.
******
[PRESENT TIME]
"Slater, I don't think this is working," said James. "Why did your father ask me to watch over you and report to him?"
James slowly raised his brows and turned to his side where Slater was seated in the van. "Slater," he called, but Slater didn't respond.
"Uhm…" James cleared his throat. "Surely, you and Penny inherited this trait from your father. How come he thinks he can also boss me around?"
