Benny’s POV
I am late to work again; it’s hard to get in at eight o’clock when I am dropping the kids and Eralia off at the same time, but I’m not about to stop helping them.
I’m trying to study the schematics of my second building on the job Harrison has given me point on, but my mind just won’t focus. As I tap the pencil idly on the table of the spare office desk, my mind wanders back to this morning. Something wasn’t right with Eralia and the kids, and it’s bothering me. I didn’t ask at the time; they were late, and what with everything with Tanner, it just wasn’t the time to probe, but now on my own, it’s rolling around my head unhindered.
The trailer park they live in is a s.hit hole, I hate everything about it, from the trailer they call home to the people who live there with them
