The next generation- where we go from here

Back to Brooklyn

Evie pov
I was helping Ben pack, he was one of the guards Uncle Jake had appointed to Vinnie and I. We were moving from the heights back to Brooklyn. Someone had leaked our address so we had to move.

"You really don't have to do this Princess." Ben said. "It's not a problem, Were all packed and it's already been moved and set up at the new apartment. I might as well help you guys pack since you never ask for anything in return." I said as I taped the box and put it by the door.

When the van for the rest of the guards got to the apartment complex. They brought their stuff down along with the last few things of Vinnie and I's.

We took the subway to Brooklyn, and got off at the right stop. Vinnie and I walked down the street while pushing Haven in a stroller, and had Paint on a leash.

We walked up to our house.

Vinnie unlocked the door. And Paint went in. Half the guards were already here. "We're back!" Vinnie yelled. Landon, Wyatt, and Diego came down the steps from the third floor. "Afternoon, your highnesses." They bowed. "How many times do we have to tell you not to do that?" I asked as I unclipped Paint's leash and got Haven out of her stroller. She ran into the living room.

"Mommy," Haven yelled. I went into the living room.

Haven was sitting on the carpet trying to take her Mary Janes off. She fell back nearly hitting her head on the coffee table. I ran over and scooped her up. "Careful baby. You don't want to hit your head." I said. I looked around the furnished living room and smiled.

I'd worked with an interior designer to help furnish our new apartment.

I carried Haven to the kitchen, where Vinnie and the guards were putting the boxes.