Ipace around his bedroom, tense and scared. Brando sits on his bed watching me. Brando just showed me the video of his father and a young girl, I wasn’t expecting something like this to happen, especially from an extremely wealthy businessman. “you have to call the police, this isn’t ok Brando.” I say, putting my hands on my head as I pace his room. Anger fills Brando as he stands up, grabbing my arms to keep me still. “No one is going to the police, this would destroy my family.” He says.