“Thank you,” Enzo said, bowing his head to her. “I’ll think about it. I’m going to set myself up in a room and get some work done. I just caught some thieves in my pack yesterday and I need to file some paperwork for the police station.”
My father frowned.
“Thieves?” He asked, raising his brows.
“Yes, there have been invasions from some street rats,” Enzo explained.
My father motioned for Enzo to follow him inside.
“Walk and talk with me; tell me everything.”
Enzo went with him without hesitation.
My mother stared after them with a worried look in her eyes.
“Was anyone seriously hurt?” She asked me as we went inside.
“There was a woman yesterday that was being harassed,” I tell her. “I found her about to be…” I paused, not able to get the words out. “She was naked…” I con
