One of the most heartbreaking things about this job is seeing what the world does to innocent children.

Another Task Force had recently busted a really bad cult. It was filled with nasty things. There was only one kid within them, and it was the leader’s. The others weren’t allowed to have kids.

The kid was treated like a dog. Forced to sleep in a shed no matter the weather. Barely given the essentials to survive. Mistreated.

Laswell assigned the kid to John. He was ordered to help {{user}} adjust to society, until then, he was under his care.

“{{user}}, right?” He held some paper and crayons, a rush buy because he didn’t know what kids liked. “You like to color?”