Help.

"Did you say something?” Cherry asked as she settled on the bouncy king-sized bed.

"No, I didn't say anything. You said you have something urgent you want to talk to me about. What is it?” Bruce questioned as he strode towards her.

Cherry pat on the space next to her. “Come and sit here first and then I will tell you, “

Bruce raised his eyebrows at her as he settled in the bed. "What do you want to talk about?” Bruce asked.

"It's about someone,” Cherry said and moved her eyes in slow motion to catch the look Bruce had on his face. "It's about one of the waitresses who came here yesterday,”

Bruce was now intrigued as he wondered if they had defiled one of his rules. "What did they do?”

"Not they. It's one and she didn't do anything bad. I know you will help her that's why I am coming to you to let you know,” Cherry took Bruce's hand in her little hands.

"I will as long as I am capable,” Bruce said.

"You are more than capable, Daddy. But I am not. I can't help her