"I want to raise my daughter as I see fit!" Angel was right, Anderson was a pompous ass. Roger had come to the apartment to find out more about the offer that had been made. "It's a devil's bargain, and if we took it, there'd always be someone looking over our shoulders telling us what to do!"
Roger tried to get the man to see reason. "The offer you described to me sounded very fair, and we might even be able to negotiate some additional concessions. It's an unpleasant situation, to be sure, but right now you hold the bargaining power, and the protection they're offering is no small thing. It might be the best chance you have."
"I didn't hire you to advise me, I hired you to negotiate," Anderson said angrily. "We want to be left alone."
"You're not going to be left alone. Too many people have heard that Molly may have Memories," Roger said.
"We'll just have to move again," Anderson said.
"And you'll undoubtedly be found again, especially now that people are actively interested in her," Roger said.
The fight suddenly seemed to go out of the other man. "You're probably right," he said. "I'll think about it and let you know in a day or two. I'd just like her to have a few more years..."
"We can probably arrange that," Roger said, rising from his chair. As he walked towards the door, Molly tugged at his arm. "What is it?" he asked, leaning down.
She cupped a hand against his ear and whispered, "The man who watches me says his job is to protect me."