Chapter Forty-one

For almost fifteen minutes, Rome and his father didn't utter a word to each other.

“You seem disturbed.” Mr. Orlando finally said without staring at his son.

“I got a lot on my mind,” Rome mumbled, keeping his eyes focus on the windshield.

“Burden me with some, and don't keep it all inside. I'm your father, and there's nothing I wouldn't do for you.”

“Now that you mention it, there's something I need you to do for me.”

Feeling his anger subsiding, Mr. Ford gazed at his son and asked, “What is it?”

“I need to keep tabs on Chloe,” Rome said, swaying his gaze towards his father.

“Isn't Mr. Orlando already doing that?”

“Yes, but he is limited unlike you. There's no happening in this country that you don't know about. That's why I need you to do this for me.”

“You can do it yourself.”

“What do you mean.”

For a second, Mr. Ford looked hesitant. Then he sighed and said, “It's time to introduce you to th