Three days later we went to the studio to sew the children's uniforms for Eden. Its owner, a pleasant elderly woman of about sixty-five, told us all about Eden and its rules.

As I have found out, richer kids look down on poorer kids. The older students were constantly bullying the younger students and so on. To study in such a place, our children must be able to stand up for themselves. Boys can do it, but Mia ...

Lewis, will you teach me how to fight? Mia asks as we leave the atelier.

- No fighting! I shout. - You're a girl!

"Mom, you too!" And the zombies from my quest still walk around in brilliant green and bandages. I have to be able to protect myself, Mia protests with vehemence.

- You have brothers! I remind. They will protect you.

They're not my babysitters, Mia says. Even Elena fights.

Fighting is not good, Elliot says. But Chris and Lewis seem to have a different opinion on this matter.

We'll discuss everything at home, Christian says conspiratorially, winking at his sister.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I see Eric standing by the flower stall. I look around and walk up to him. Welch hands me a note. It has only three words: Fairsday in the city.

Damn, I completely forgot about him. He is in any way aware of how much we walked in honor of the arrival of children in the castle. But that's not the biggest problem with it. He's against Lewis... Okay, I'll figure it out.

When does the evil daddy bear Baloo want to see you? - I'm joking.

Tonight, Eric whispers. Be careful, he hates Owls. He sent Layla an orgy video from The Owl the morning before her wedding to Dascombe.

So that's why she looked at him like that then ... She believed the curator and left the man who probably loved her. You will need to talk to her.

I return to my children and husband and tell them about Fred.

I'll go with you, Lewis says, putting a hand on my shoulder.

I can handle it, I assure. - Look after the children.

He nods and kisses me lightly on the lips.

In the evening I go down to our headquarters in an underground elevator. My heart is restless. If Fred managed to ruin Layla and Roger's relationship, then what will he do to my family? No, he won't do that, he raised me after my parents died, he's Mia's godfather.

Maybe you should invite him to dinner? He will see that he is mistaken in Lewis and will calm down ... Okay, I'll think about it later.

- Agent Hedwig. A large, imposing man sits at a table smoking a pipe. You didn t make a mistake with the zeroes there? We received the bill in the morning and were blown away.

- Well, you pampered your daughter, so what? I chuckle. - She deserved it.

I deserve it, but ... next time the Owls pay and we issue the bill, Fersday sighs. By the way, how are the kids?

- Fine. Happy, well-fed, dressed, shod and further down the list, I smile. Fred, about Lewis

I do not approve of your choice, Steele, at all. Hire England's prettiest and most dangerous Gigalo. And his past... Steele, I... know you're going to hate me, but... Sit down, Fred begs.

I sit down opposite him. Thursday looks for something on his laptop and when he finds it, he takes a deep breath and turns the screen towards me.

Larkhill... All the atrocities that happened there in one video. Torture, executions, the luxurious life of the camp authorities, while the prisoners were starving and dying of disease.

I look at this horror and at the eyes of Prothero when he created these horrors. His gaze is full of pleasure, pleasure, power and Darkness He liked it Tears flow down his face by themselves, and something inside me breaks quietly and imperceptibly

Do you see who you let near the children? Ana, I'm begging you... if you care about Mia, Elliot, and Christian, let him go. We will send you our agent and you will continue the task. Fred takes my hand.

But I don't listen to him. I get up and walk out like a zombie. But as I leave, I turn around and say loudly and confidently:

The kids love him, I love him! There will be no Prothero, there will be no "Eden"! Draw your own conclusions!

At home I go to my room and fall on the bed. I need to make sense of what I saw. On the one hand, it's creepy, scary, defies logic, but on the other... If you remember what times were then in England... The Saint Mary's virus, the war with the USA... And then - Lewis did it for Valerie...

I can't decide if he's a victim or a villain and fall asleep with tears on my cheeks.

In the morning I wake up from a nightmare and scream loudly in horror. It's dark, it's raining and I'm unbearably scared...

Hey I hear Lewis's voice. He stands near my bed and looks worried and tender. I grab his hand and pull him towards me. Prothero Lies down beside me and embraces me. He kisses his forehead and hugs him.

I dreamed Larkhill Execution executed our children, I sob.

Shh it s just a bad dream I m here, Ana. Lewis kisses me and draws me to his chest.

Fred showed me the video from Larkhill, I whisper.

I see Lewis's angry expression in the dark, his teeth bared in a furious bestial grin...