Chapter 37: What's the boy's name?

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"I'm asking you a question! What's the boy's name?" The mother asks again

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"I'm asking you a question! What's the boy's name?" The mother asks again.

Honestly, I do not know what the boy name is. All I know is that he is Julian's child and I'm looking at his mother now. I wish I knew what his name is. All those times I been around him, I never asked what his name was. It was not like I did not want to know what his name is, it was just that a lot was happening and knowing the boy's name was not on my mind. I hope she does not flip out on me or anyone else for not knowing what his name is.

"I should have known that you or anyone else here did not cared for my son. Is it because he is an African child? People think that African children are dumb, poor, and troublemakers. That is not the case for my child! We may not be rich, but he is the smartest and nicest boy in the world. Treat my boy with respect!" She yells, defending her heart out for her son.

Everyone in this room treated her son with respect. He is the main reason why all of this is happening. I cannot believe she accused us for racism, does she know that most of us tied up are African as well? No one here assumed that he is dumb, poor, or a troublemaker. For me, he is a boy that misses his father a lot and needs a family to guide him into the right direction. Right now, his mother and his late father are not good parents.

What parent allows their child to witness people held captive? Also, where was the mother during the innocent at the abandoned apartment? Where was she when her child ran away and disappeared? She is blabbering that we did not care about him, while she was nowhere to be seen when stuff started to hit the fan. She could have prevented all this from happening. She could have stopped her husband from kidnapping those people. She definitely could have been there for her child when he ran away.

"Well, since none of my guests know what my son name is, let me have my five unknown guards reveal what the boy's name is." She said. Agent Ace, Agent Oath, Agent Bold, Agent Jade, and Agent Cease walks towards the mother. They all face us.

"My name is unknown guard Jade." I do not know why she introduced herself when she was supposed to reveal the son.

"My name is unknow guard Ace." This is getting weird now. Why are they referring themselves as unknown guards? I did refer to them as unknown spies, but that was because I did not know anything about them. But having them refer to themselves a unknown makes them feel lesser than. Plus, they are not unknown since everyone here know who they are or so I thought. They probably lied about their backstories to get closer to us. I do not trust what these traitors have to say.

"My name is unknown guard Cease."

"My name is unknown guard Oath."

"My name is unknown guard Bold."

"Do you know what my son name is now? Oh, I guess you weren't paying attention. I will just finally reveal it since you and everyone else tied up are idiots. My son name is Jacob!" The mother reveals.

Jacob is a great name. Not only that name is in the bible, but I never met a bad Jacob before. Jacob suits the boy a lot. I am glad to finally know what his name is. Can't believe it took me this long to find out what his name was. Also, I do remember times where I asked the boy what his name was but he did not answer. So it wasn't like I did not care at all about his name. I always wanted to know what the child name was, but I was either distracted or the boy did not want to tell me his name.

"Cannot believe I had to be the one to reveal my son's name to you. Oh yeah, before you forget to ask, my name is Jackie. Our last names are Kalu." She and the traitors laugh.

" She and the traitors laugh

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