(Rafael's POV)
"Mr. Raphael, the young master is doing well today, no crying, and he ate his lunch normally, do you still need Mr. Bob to drop him off for you in the evening?"
I gestured to Landon to put the itinerary on my desk and then said to Miller on the phone, "Send it over, I can't get back until late today, you come with me, tell Bob to drive a little slower, no need to rush, even if you're late."
"Yes, Mr. Rafael."
I hung up the phone and that's when I started looking at the full schedule for the day.
It's been five years since Lena disappeared, and in that time, I never gave up looking for him. Time has not passed quickly, but it hasn't been very long either.
At the age of two, Jamie was diagnosed with autism, and since then, I have increased the amount of time I spend with
