A son

"Deal" Spencer defended his honor, he would make this good choice forever, he could not stay all his life with the uncertain, he had to get the love of young Alisha, there was no doubt. She would be his wife. "You have to deliver."

They both shook hands.

A big hand and a tiny one, they joined hands, was he really going to trust a child to do such a Machiavellian job, no matter. It could be that he was being tricked, that possibility crossed his mind, but he dismissed it. The end, is to be with young Walsh, no matter what, he must hire an infiltrator. At least he thought so, until he understood what the boy wanted to accomplish.

"That gentleman will realize he can't stay with Mrs. Walsh" Spencer didn't know why the boy wanted to give Gael a hard time, but he figured the two of them had similar personalities. "You can trust your good spy, there is no way our plan will fail, the lady will be his wife, don't worry that gentleman will feel defeat."

It was there that he understood, yes, th