About an hour ago, after verifying her relationship with the boy, the detective asked her about the boy’s legal guardian, which meant his father.
Lena tried. She asked the detective in despair, “Is it possible not to inform him? He will take away my poor child again. He doesn’t love him. He let him wander on the street in the middle of the night.”
The detective felt sorry for her and the boy, but he had to stick to the law.
“I am sorry. But it’s the law,” he said. “I have to inform his legal guardian and the social service. If the social service evaluated his father as an incompetent parent, you might get the boy’s custody back,” he added the last sentence kindly.
Lena knew it was impossible because the Lanton Family was so f*****g rich and powerful.
The worst thing was, she couldn’t
