“Matt, you’ll be going with Kit to meet my mother. You’ll be safe there with her for the next few months or however long this takes. If anything happens to me, Alfreda or Salvadore would come to get you”
“Mom, why do you keep sounding like you would lose?”
“There are too many unknown variables even in my seemingly perfect plan. I want to keep you safe at the very least. You’re the most precious thing to me”
“I don’t want Aunty Alfie or Salvadore. I want to see you again”
“Even if I lose all my limbs, I’ll come to get you, okay?”
“Louis, we’re eating!”
“Sorry” she chuckled, taking another bite of her toast. Mikhail observed her calmness, trying to imagine just what she could be worried about, enough to send her son away. She sounded confident but at the same time, accepted the fact th
