"...they want to arrest you..."

"Huh?"

"What's he talking about?"

"Hididng something from him?"

"I'm not sure if I get his point."

"Wait a minute, could he be what we were talking about?"

Damien let the girls wonder amongst themselves what his point was. While he waited for them, he brought his phone out and started to scroll through it.

He couldn't be sure whether or not they understood where he was driving at. He didn't want to give them a hint either. He wanted to figure what was the most important thing to them. He wanted to figure out if the situation was as deadly to them as it was to him.

Or perhaps they were too dumb to see the severity of the situation. He couldn't wait to be disappointed.

"It wasn't my fault. It wasn't our fault."

Damien's finger hovered over the screen of the phone when those words came. He looked up slowly at the owner of the word.

It was Lisa, and she was pointing towards Tendzel,

"It was all her idea. She was the one who wanted to give your baby to a rich man. She was the one who