LORENZO’S P.O.V.
They were aware of who he was before but saying this had solidified everything. It was now a known fact that the boy was under my protection. Touching him would mean touching me and no one in their right mind would risk doing that. The men smiled and took turns shaking Leo’s hand. I knew he was a bit uncomfortable but he played his part well and as soon as he was done, he shifted slightly so that he was behind me. Something in me shifted when I realized that he was coming to me for protection. Most people did things the other way around.
“How come we didn’t know of him until today, Lorenzo? None of us knew when your wife was pregnant,” one of the associates asked. He was one of the sly ones. I couldn’t trust him as far as I could throw him but he helped us in the IRS so
