"Who's the kid?" I asked as Pinky walked up to me in the cafe. A little boy who looked like a younger blonde version of Pinky stood next to her dressed in all black. I mean I told her to bring trustworthy help to the cafe to discuss but I wasn't expecting this at all.
"My little brother," Pinky grabbed a seat. "Give him a chance. He's really smart."
I couldn't beleive it. He couldn't be more than 14. "Fine. Whatever." Age doesn't matter, usefulness does. Though this limits me. "What's your name?"
"Tyler Lam." He said.
"How old are you?"
"Sixteen." Ugh! Well he could drive.
Good enough for me. "I'll just start explaining right away. Our target is Cassandra Grace. She's 35 years old and currently in charge of some of my father's companies. Although that might've change since we exposed her."
"So how do we normal people get close to her without what happened last time happening again?" Pinky asked.
"What happened last time?" Tyler asked.
