“You brought it up. You've been doing that since last,” Lorette says.“Me? When did I?” “Anyway, I feel like I am on a mission to discover some hidden treasure anytime I'm in a museum.”“So, have you gotten today's treasure?” “No. You've been a hell of a distraction.”“Wish I could help, but I'm just not feeling it here.” “Come on, you just have to open your mind. Um… This…” she walks closer to a painting. “It was painted by Van Gogh the blue part here, makes it look like the sky…like you can touch the sky…” she glances at Weston. The way he's looking at her makes her feel like she's some nasty teacher forcing a dumb kid to learn the physics quantum theory. “Forget it,” she says. “Just think of it like you're looking at a series of pictures.”Weston sighs. “I'd rather read iTunes terms and conditions than think of this as looking at pictures.”Lorette scoffs. They don't say anything for a

He plants kisses all over the boy's face. “Excuse me, sir?” The announcement guy says.The man looks at the announcement guy. “Thanks a lot, sir. If not for you, I'd have killed myself. Tyler is the only thing left to me in this fucked up life…” his voice gets croak. “I…ever since his mother left me, I have…I would have killed myself if not for Tyler. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me…”“But, he said he came here with his mother,” Weston says.“What? Tyler? You said that? Didn't we come together?” The man stares at Tyler. He uses a thumb to wipe Tyler's face, and the boy's eyelids drop.The man looks back at them. “You know how kids are. I've been trying to tell him that his mother left us but I guess he doesn't want to accept that.” “Excuse me, sir. If he said he came here with his mom, we can't release him to you without having evidence that he's your son,” Weston says. “Oh…that?” The man shakes his h

“People do say I'm handsome too.” “They are not wrong,” Lorette says.“I know. But I'm not interested in you.”Weston glances at Lorette's face in the mirror. She isn't just telling lies, she is good at acting lies. Weston's tries not to smile at the way Lorette looks dejected.“You're the first guy who's ever rejected me.”“I don't like girls that don't mind their businesses,” the man says.“Oh…quite unfortunate that I won't be able to work on it before I die.”“I could give you a chance. So, when you change, I'll see if I can date—” there is total silence. Weston glances at them. Lorette's grab the man's neck. The man's eyes are bulging, rolling in their socket. Swiftly, Weston grabs the gun from the man's hand. He pulls over. He watches Lorette tighten the man's nose with two fingers. She uses the other hand to cover his mouth. The man's body is going limp. His eyes are bulging more and more.

“Next time you call anyone stupid, I'll make your brain stop working since you don't seem to know how to use it.” Weston stands up. He walks over to the man and crouches to the man's level. “I have just one question for you,” Weston says, his voice a whisper like he doesn't want anyone to hear what he's saying. “Those babies. You know them. Those babies. Where are they? Most of them…they don't know what happens to their babies, tell me where they are.” “I found use for the good ones, the bad ones, I mean, the sick ones, they are in hell. You don't expect me to spend my damn money on sicklings.”“What?” “Okay. You don't seem to get it.” Logan sits comfortably on the ground. He looks Weston straight in the eyes. “I was twenty five when I noticed a strange trend in the world. A fucking lucrative source of business that no one is making use of. Boys and girls that don't even know the difference of right hand to their left are making babie

Santiago stops and glances at Weston. The unspoken message in Santiago's eyes almost makes Weston tell him to go on and kill Logan. If guys like this are not in existence, the three of them will probably be living a normal life now. Probably be in suits in some damn expensive offices. “Just a minute, please,” Weston says.Santiago's looks around. His steps back. He doesn't say anything.Weston takes a deep breath and looks back at Logan. “What do you do to the father of those kids?” Weston asks.“I…do you want to partner with me in the business?” “Answer the fucking question!” Weston shouts.“Some of them…um…some…some of them don't want to work with us. Some of them are stupid. They want to tell everyone that I sold their kids, so…I don't want people running my business so I cut them off from life. Yeah, that's what happens.”Weston steps back. He glances at Santiago. He nods at him (Santiago). Sant