“What the f**k happened, Russell?" Callum asked as soon as the door closed behind them. Wincing, Denzel tried to hide behind the man who’d taken care of him that day. He had enjoyed hanging out with Russell, who had readily backed him up when his uncle had come at him out of nowhere. Finding it easy to talk to the older man, he felt like he’d found a friend in a sea of potential enemies. "Denzel’s uncle spotted us, then Andrew Carlyle put a call in to his father about it, Sir," Russell answered. He looked across at the woman staring at them. "Who’s this?" Giving the woman a nod, Callum smoothed out the front of his suit as he sat down. "This is Marianne Vincent, David's old colleague and our contact from Child Services. Denzel, the only way you and Caroline can stay here is to be honest

