“I-ugh…” Courtney's eyes sweep from Zane's face to the Children as her brain churns a response.
“Excuse me,” she turns to the side and fakes a sneeze before wiping her nose aggressively and looking back at them.
“I hired a private investigator to search for them,” she lies through her teeth. Zane crunches his face and it contorts into a expression of confusion.
“Private Investigator?” He asks curiously.
“Yes, it was my own effort in finding our kids,” she says convincingly.
“I couldn't just sit back and do nothing, I had to hire the best of the best to find them,” she holds his gaze as she crouches to her knees in front of Kuyt.
“But-” Kuyt begins.
“It's okay, Kuyt, I understand how you feel, okay? I understand what you've passed through for days now, but you're safe now. With your
