The moment Adrian Grayson spotted Chloe Bishop, he toddled over and clung to her, his little hand tugging at her skirt, his big black-and-white eyes gazing up at her pleadingly.
She ruffled his hair and asked, "I'm going to an old lady's birthday banquet. Does Adrian want to come along?"
He nodded eagerly, grabbed his drawing board, and wrote: "Chloe is sick. Adrian will protect Chloe."
She remembered that when she was putting on makeup earlier, the little guy had run in, watched her for a bit, then scampered back out. He must have known she was going out and had changed into this outfit just for the occasion.
How could she ever say no to such an adorable little pup?
"Then we'll go together. The old lady will be so happy to see you."
She thought of that kind elderly woman — at Adrian
