Jerome
I was still dealing with my family, and now, Zion had left a baby in my care. How on earth was I supposed to take care of a newborn? And how on earth was I supposed to bring him home without raising questions. I already had too much on my plate, and the last thing I wanted was to add a baby to that problem. I had taken care of him for a week now, but it had become way too difficult for me to continue.
I thought about disposing of the child at first, but then I remembered Zion's strict instructions not to harm him. Who exactly was this child? And what did Zion want him to do with it? I had no idea, but one thing I knew was that I was not keeping the baby. I had a meeting with someone in a few minutes, and I could not be seen carrying a baby around.
