A Dark Future: Book 3
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Chapter 4
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Third series of chapters from the "A Dark Future" Universe. If you haven't, pleased read Books 1 and 2 first.
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A scream rips through the night, jolting Robert awake. Beginning to sit up, he feels thrashing next to him in the bed.
“Lucia?” He asks. “Are you ok?”
After a moment with no response other than unintelligible mutters and cries, he reaches for her, shaking her lightly, and then more firmly.
“What?” Lucia asks, finally awakening.
“I think you were having a nightmare.” Robert says. “You were screaming.”
“Oh...” Lucia says, shuddering. “I’m ok now. Sorry I woke you up.”
“Come here.” Robert says, pulling Lucia to him, and wrapping his arms around her.
“Mmmhhh...” Lucia purrs, pulling his arms tighter around herself. “Thank you.”
“Do you want to talk about the dream?” Robert asks.
Lucia shakes her head.
“Ok, sweet girl.” Robert says, kissing her head.
A moment later he feels the bed shift, and remembers that Amber had slept with them last night. Moving his head as far as he can without letting go of Lucia, he quietly asks. “Amber, you ok?”
“I’m fine, Master.” Amber responds. “I think I hear someone moving, and I don’t want them to knock on the door and disturb you.”
“Sorry.” Lucia mutters.
“You have nothing to be sorry for.” Robert says, giving her another kiss on the head. “You can’t control your dreams.”
A few moments later, Amber returns. Coming around to the edge of the bed nearest to Lucia and Robert, she asks. “Master, Emily and Samira are a bit spooked. Can they stay in here for the rest of the night? I’ll make sure they give you and Lucia room. Or if you prefer, I can go sleep in their room.”
“Lucia?” Robert asks quietly.
“Can they come in here?” Lucia asks. “I wouldn’t mind some company.”
“They can come in.” Robert answers. “No Lindsey, I’m assuming?”
“She isn’t out here.” Amber asks. “Do you want me to check on her?”
“No.” Robert says.
“Can Samira cuddle the other side of me?” Lucia whispers.
“I’ll ask.” Robert whispers back, giving her yet another kiss. “Samira, would you mind helping me cuddle Lucia? She’s still a bit shaken from her nightmare.”
“Of course.” Samira says, coming over to their side of the bed. Robert shifts over, pulling Lucia with him, until there is room for Samira to slide in.
Robert feels Amber and Emily slide in on his opposite side, and then the cool skin of Amber’s back against his.
“Is this ok, Master?” She asks.
“It’s perfect.” Robert says, shifting slightly to rub his body against hers. “Let’s all try to get some rest.”
Robert is next awakened by the sounds of crying, and a shushing noise. Opening his eyes, he sees Samira looking at him, and then at Lucia.
“What’s wrong?” He groans, tightening his grip on Lucia, who is the source of the crying.
“Another nightmare.” Samira whispers.
“My poor girl.” Robert says, showering the top of Lucia’s head with kisses. “I love you so much.”
“Love you.” Lucia weeps.
“Are the nightmares about the airport yesterday?” Robert asks gently.
Lucia nods, but doesn’t speak.
“It might take a while to put that behind us.” Samira says. “Especially Lucia. You may have noticed she’s a bit attached to you.”
“I have.” Robert says with a sad smile. “What time is it? Maybe we should just get up for the day.”
“Four A.M., Master.” Emily says.
“Local time?” Robert asks. “Or our time?”
“Local time.” Emily confirms.
“Then Lucia and I can stay up.” Robert says. “You girls can get some more sleep if you want. Lucia, are you good if we move to the couch, and cuddle there?”
“Emily and I will stay up with you, Master.” Amber says, rolling over to embrace Robert.
Robert glances over at Samira, who nods. “I’m awake, and I think Lucia could use the company.”
“Your choice then, Lucia.” Robert says. “Do you want to stay in bed, or move to the couch?”
“I need to use the bathroom.” Lucia says, squirming out of his grip.
Robert releases his grip, and Lucia climbs over Samira to get off the bed.
After a few minutes, Robert asks. “Should I go check on her?”
“I will, Master.” Amber says, sliding to the end of the bed.
Robert sees Amber knock, but doesn’t hear what she says, before she opens the door and vanishes inside.
“She’ll be ok.” Samira reassures him. “She just needs lots of love and positive attention.”
“I’ll give her everything I can.” Robert says. “I hope she knows that.”
“I’m sure she does, Master.” Emily says. “We all know she’s your favorite.”
Robert sighs. “I’m trying not to play favorites.”
“But she is special to you.” Samira says. “There is nothing wrong with that. You don’t treat any of us badly just because she is your favorite. It’s not realistic to expect you to have the same feelings for every woman in your house.”
“True.” Robert says.
When Amber emerges, she waves at the bed. “Girls, a minute please?”
“Is Lucia ok?” Robert asks.
“She’s fine. She’ll be out in a second, Master.” Amber says with a smile.
After huddling together, Samira and Emily go into the bathroom, leaving Amber alone with Robert.
“Master, Lucia’s nightmares are really bothering her.” Amber says. “When TSA threatened her, they were rather graphic. She mentioned that there was an incident before I arrived as well, where someone tried to grab her. I think the TSA incident brought that trauma back to the surface.”
“Shit.” Robert mutters. “What can I do to help? Last time, she and I weren’t actually together yet, and taking our relationship forward seemed to help her. But there is nowhere else to take our relationship, I’m as committed as I can be.”
“I talked to her, and we have an idea.” Amber says. “She needs you to claim her, gently, lovingly. I suggested that she starts off in control, until she is comfortable, and then you can really take her.”
“Whatever she needs.” Robert says. “Are the three of you staying?”
“We are going to be here in case she needs us, and to help a bit, but the focus is the two of you, Master.” Amber says. “If that is acceptable, of course.”
Robert nods. “Whatever she needs.” He says again.
Amber goes back into the bathroom, emerging again a short time later followed by the other girls. Lucia is at the rear, and when she reaches the bed, Robert embraces her, gently at first, and then more firmly. “Are you ok?” He asks.
Lucia nods, and whispers. “I love you.”
“And I love you.” Robert whispers back. “So much.”
“Can you lay back?” Lucia asks quietly.
Robert nods, lying on his back, curious about what exactly the girls have planned. Lucia lays next to him, moving his arm so that it is around her. “Ok, we are ready.” She announces.
At her words, Samira and Emily climb onto the end of the bed, before shuffling forward. When Samira is in place between Lucia’s thighs, and Emily between Robert’s, Amber says. “Begin.”
Robert looks at Lucia as Emily begins to suck on his dick, and she stares back at him. “Kiss me?” She asks.
Robert does, and after a few minutes of this, Amber says. “Stop.”
As the two girls sit up, Lucia breaks their kiss, and rolls onto Robert. Lining him up, she slides onto his dick, moaning as it enters her. “Yessss...” She moans as she reaches the end. Leaning forward, she rests her head on his chest, savoring the moment. Slowly she begins to move, sliding forwards and backwards, never letting the connection between them break.
“I love you.” Robert whispers to her again.
Lucia whimpers, tempo increasing, as she hears this. She nods, kissing his neck, before driving hard onto him.
A moment later, Robert feels a tongue on his balls. Looking past Lucia, he notices that Emily is no longer sitting up, and realizes it must be her. “Fuck...” He groans, unable to remain still, and pumps slightly into Lucia.
“Mmmm...” Lucia moans, and Robert increases the pace, his thrusts meeting her halfway.
Lucia stiffens, eyes rolling up, as she finally cums. Robert continues to thrust until he feels her body begin to go slack, gradually slowing the pace until he stops, just holding her.
Eventually, Lucia’s eyes open, and she glances up at Robert. “Thank you.” She murmurs.
“Anything for you.” Robert whispers.
“I know.” Lucia says. Sliding upwards, she kisses him, and then whispers. “Can we do missionary next? I want you to cum inside of me. Samira and Emily are going to clean us up afterwards. And then I’m going to have Amber send the video of all of this to Jane.”
Robert can’t help but give a tiny thrust at her words. Grinning, she says. “Oh, I see you like that idea.”
When Robert and Lucia exit the master suite after their shower, the girls are waiting.
“Master, may I have a moment of your time?” Amber asks. “There is something you need to see.”
“And you can teach Emily and I how to cook breakfast.” Samira says to Lucia. “I can manage eggs sometimes, but...”
As the three girls enter the kitchen, Robert asks. “You didn’t want Lucia seeing whatever this is?”
Amber nods. “It’s hard to watch, and the last thing she needs to see right now.”
Amber motions to the couch, and when they are both seated next to each other, she hits play on her phone, holding it so that they can both see the screen.
As the video begins to play, Robert sees a man parading a woman, nude, and gagged, around a store, hitting her with a crop when she stops moving. Robert can’t see her face well, but she can’t be thirty yet, with golden skin and dark hair.
“The fuck?” Robert asks after about fifteen seconds of this, aghast at the images he is seeing.
“Apparently it happened yesterday, in Kansas.” Amber says, pausing the video. “It gets worse. Do you want me to keep playing it?”
“I don’t think I want to watch the rest.” Robert says, feeling vaguely ill. “Just tell me what happened.”
“He parades her around for a few more minutes, and eventually stops to let some bystanders hit her with the crop.” Amber says. “She tries to shield herself, which makes him extremely angry. The video cuts off when he knocks her to the ground, and begins kicking her.”
“Jesus Christ.” Robert says, struggling to keep his voice down. “No one tried to stop him?”
“If she is his property, he may not have violated any laws.” Amber says. “I haven’t found any information yet, just the video. But we obviously need to make sure Lucia doesn’t see it.”
“Agreed.” Robert says. “Samira and Emily have seen it?”
“A few seconds of it, Master.” Amber says. “They didn’t finish it either.”
Robert sighs. “We need to keep Lucia busy, so she doesn’t have time to scroll on her phone. Maybe this will get buried in a few days.”
“That’s the plan, Master.” Amber says. “They are both going to stick close to her today, and anytime she pulls out her phone for more than a moment, they will try to distract her. I’m going to go wake up Lindsey and make sure she is going to cooperate.”
“Thank you.” Robert says, reaching over to give her hand a squeeze. “I really appreciate it.”
“Of course, Master.” Amber says. “You don’t have any news on the results yet, do you, Master?”
Robert pulls out his phone, and seeing no new messages, shakes his head. “I’m sorry. I suspect they have the results, and are just dodging us. I’ll call at Eight A.M. If they don’t answer, maybe you can dial them every hour? I’m happy to do the talking if you get them on the line.”
“Thank you, Master.” Amber says, voice taking on the slight edge of nervousness. “I’m getting more and more concerned that they are going to try to cheat on the test. Maybe by using a different child’s DNA.”
“If they do, we’ll get a re-test done by the actual BAA, and ask to be present for the samples.” Robert says. “We aren’t going to let them get away with anything.”
“I know.” Amber says. “Thank you, Master.”
“I’m going to get to work.” Robert says. “If anything else comes up, please let me know.”
“Yes, Sir.” Amber says.
As Robert logs into his laptop, he notices a flood of emails that have come in overnight. Most of them are inquiries about company policies, benefits, etc. for concubines from various employees. “I really need to hire for my department.” Robert says, taking the opportunity to fire off emails to two of the employees who had shown interest in the positions.
Working from oldest to newest, Robert slowly chews through the emails, mostly by forwarding them to his boss Marsha to ask for the information they were seeking. Eventually, he stops forwarding them, and just starts making a list of how many people want which information.
“Breakfast is ready.” Samira says, putting a plate down next to him.
“Thank you.” Robert says, reaching over to slide the plate close enough for him to eat while he works.
“Do you think I could take Amber with me to the local drug store? There are a few things we need.” Samira asks, and then clarifies. “Girl things.”
“If the two of you are comfortable going out in public.” Robert says. “If not, we can swing by after court.”
“I’d like to get this before we leave.” Samira says. “I’ll go ask her if she is ok with going.”
“Ok.” Robert says. “If she says yes, just do the one stop, and try not to talk to anyone. The last thing we need is an incident.”
“I totally agree.” Samira says. “I wouldn’t be going if I didn’t think it was necessary.”
“Do I need to blow off work and take you?” Robert asks. “I didn’t realize we needed anything that urgently.”
“If Amber isn’t comfortable going with me, then maybe.” Samira says. “I know you need to get caught up on work though. I’ll let you know.”
Robert shrugs, and gets back to work, pinging Marsha on the company chat when she came online to ask if he can do the interview with her candidate for his department before lunch. When he has two interviews scheduled, he gets up to let the girls know.
Walking into the living room, he spots Lindsey and Emily deep in conversation. “Hello Ladies.” He says. “Where did everyone else go?”
“Mistress Amber and Samira went to the store.” Emily reports. “And Mistress Lucia is in the bathroom. She wasn’t feeling great after breakfast.”
“That’s not good.” Robert says with a frown. “Is that why Samira went to the store? If Lucia is sick, I’d have skipped work and taken her to a doctor.”
“Samira seemed to know what to do.” Lindsey says with a shrug.
“Should I go check on her?” Robert asks. “How long has she been in there?”
“We are checking on her regularly.” Lindsey says. “She asked for some privacy for now.”
“Ok...” Robert says, torn between the desire to respect her privacy, and the need to know that she is ok. “I’ve got video meetings for the next two hours. If something comes up, just step into the dining room and wait until I tell you it’s ok to talk, unless it’s an emergency, of course.”
“We will, Master.” Emily says reassuringly.
Robert takes a last glance at the master suite door on his way back to the dining room, but resists the urge to go inside. Closing the doors onto the living room, he takes a few minutes to set up his area for the video interview, and then joins a few minutes early. To his surprise, his first candidate is already in the meeting.
“Good morning.” Robert says, unable to fully keep the surprise from his voice.
“Morning!” The blond woman on the screen says in a cheery voice, while waving at the camera.
“You are a bit early.” Robert says. “I’m afraid I don’t have my interview questions up just yet, so bear with me a moment. I guess we can start with introductions. I’m Robert Wolfe, Director of BAA Relations.”
“Oh, I know.” The woman says with a smile. Robert guessed she must be in her early thirties. “I processed your promotion paperwork for Marsha. I’m Shannon. I’m in payroll at the moment, but Marsha usually just moves me wherever she needs me.”
“I’m surprised she is willing to give you up.” Robert says, hoping for an answer to why without actually having to ask.
“Payroll is well staffed right now, so they can spare me.” Shannon says. “And with your department starting from scratch, it’s where I could be the most useful.”
“Great.” Robert says.
The rest of the interview goes well, and afterwards, Robert pings Marsha again.
“You were right, Shannon seems like a good fit. How soon could we get her moved over from payroll?” He asks.
“Immediately. I’ll let her know, and forward over all of the emails you’ve been sending me. If you have any more, send them to her. Have IT work on getting a shared mailbox set up for these types of inquiries moving forward.” Marsha says.
“Thanks. I’ve got another interview shortly, I’ll let you know how that goes.” Robert says.
“I want to interview them after you. No offense, but if they are in my department, I need to talk to them at least once.” Marsha says.
“Fair enough.” Robert says.
Looking down at the clock, Robert realizes he has a few minutes to kill before the next interview. Stepping out of the dining room, he sees Lucia is back in the living room, looking a bit pale, but not nearly as bad as he expected.
“Hi sweet girl.” He says with a smile. “Are you still feeling awful?”
“I think the worst of it is over.” Lucia says. “At least, I hope it is.”
“Do we know how much longer Amber and Samira are going to be?” Robert asks.
“They are almost back, Master.” Emily says. “Probably ten minutes away at most.”
“Good.” Robert says. “Hopefully they have something to help you feel better, Lucia.”
“I hope so.” Lucia says. “I’m tired of feeling sick. This is the second day in a row.”
“Hopefully tomorrow is a better day.” Robert says, coming over to Lucia.
“Can I get a hug before you go back to work?” Lucia asks, sounding a bit pitiful.
“Of course you can.” Robert says, sitting down next to her and gently embracing her, before giving her a kiss on the forehead. More seriously, he asks. “Are you going to be ok?”
Lucia nods. “I’m sure I will.”
“Ok, good.” Robert says. “I guess we should start thinking about lunch, it’s about breakfast time here.”
“I suggested that Amber and Samira pick up some sandwich supplies.” Lindsey says. “That’s something Lucia can probably eat, and won’t be much work to make.”
“Works for me.” Robert says. “I’ve got to get back to work. I love you, sweet girl.” He bends down to kiss Lucia on the forehead one more time before walking back to the dining room.
“Love you too.” He hears faintly from behind him.
When he takes a seat at his desk, Robert sighs heavily. “I’m so ready to be home.” He thinks. Pulling out his phone, he texts Jane. He tells her about Lucia, about work, and asks if she’s seen the awful video that Amber found. He ends with. “I love and miss you so much. I can’t live without you.”
Putting up his phone, he logs back into his laptop, and prepares for the next interview.
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay here?” Robert asks.
“I’ll be fine.” Lucia says. “And I’m going to support you and Amber. Jane wanted us with you to make a statement. I can’t help make that statement if I’m not there.”
“She should be fine now that she’s had some medication.” Samira says. “And I’ll bring more with me, just in case.”
Robert sighs. “Ok. If you start feeling worse, please let me know.”
“I will.” Lucia says, stepping up to give him a hug. “Thank you.”
“You are very welcome.” Robert says, careful not to squeeze her too tightly. “Let’s load up.”
As they get closer to the courthouse, Amber begins to get nervous. “Do you think Isabel will be there?” She asks.
“I honestly don’t know.” Robert says. “I think she should be there, but they really seemed to want to keep the two of you separated, which makes me think they won’t bring her. It’s probably best to assume they won’t, and if they do, it’ll be a pleasant surprise.”
“I wonder about that.” Lucia says. “Why are they so desperate to keep them apart?”
“Maybe there is a lot of family resemblance?” Robert says. “It’s hard to argue that they aren’t mother and daughter if they look nearly identical.”
“That would make sense.” Lucia says.
“What if Isabel doesn’t like me?” Amber asks. “Or if she’s mad at me for giving her away.”
“I can’t imagine anyone not liking you.” Lucia says.
“And, speaking from experience, if she’s mad at you, all you can do is apologize, and try to make amends.” Robert adds.
“Experience?” Lucia asks with a frown. “Master, do you have a child we don’t know about?”
“No.” Robert says, and, trying to change the subject, quickly says. “What do you think you can handle for dinner tonight?”
“Un Uh.” Lucia says. “What do you mean by experience?”
Robert sighs. “Can we not talk about it? It’s a long story, and I’d really rather not get worked up before we walk into court.”
“Tonight.” Lucia says. “If you don’t tell me by then, I’m texting Jane.”
“She won’t tell you.” Robert says. “But we can talk tonight.”
“Do we get to hear the story?” Lindsey asks.
“No.” Robert says shortly. After a moment’s pause, he says. “I’d rather not tell any of you, honestly. I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
“It’s ok.” Lucia says, reaching over to pat his arm. “I can wait, if I need to.”
“Thanks.” Robert says. “I think that’s the right parking garage.”
As Robert pulls in, and parks, he looks over at Lucia, and nods. “I need to make a quick call before we go in. I’ll be back in a minute.”
Robert steps away from the van, taking out his phone, and dialing. When it connects, he asks. “Are you here? We are on the second floor parking deck.”
“I’m on the third floor.” The voice on the other end answers. “I’ll be right there!”
Robert paces, still holding the phone to his ear, for another minute, before going back to the van. “Ok, let’s get moving.”
As the girls file out of the van, a blonde blur bowled through them, knocking Amber against the side of the van.
“Amber!!!” Katie says excitedly. “It’s really you!!”
“Katie?” Amber asks, more than a bit stunned. “What?”
“I thought you might like to have her here.” Robert says. “She’s been texting for updates about you literally every day.”
“I missed you so much.” Katie says, still not letting go of Amber.
“I missed you too.” Amber says, voice cracking with emotion.
“No crying.” Lucia says. “We don’t need to redo makeup, we’ve got to get inside.”
Amber sniffles, holding in her tears. “Thank you for coming.”
Katie finally lets go of Amber, switching to holding her hand. “There is nowhere else I would be today. I’m still mad at you for ditching me at the truck stop, though.”
“I had to.” Amber says. “You would have kept driving me forever.”
“Probably.” Katie says.
“I’m sorry.” Amber says.
“I know.” Katie says. “Old news. Let’s get inside, and see about getting your girl back.”
As the girls walk together ahead of him, Robert can’t help but admire his girls, all in their black dresses they so recently picked out. Four very different girls, but all shown to their best. And Lindsey, but Robert didn’t spare her a second glance. This trip reinforced what he already knew. She just wasn’t one of his girls, and never would be.
“All rise for the Honorable Judge Diego Sanchez-Martin.” The Bailiff calls as the judge enters the room.
Robert motions for the girls to get up, and rising himself, takes a moment to examine the judge. He is tall, with dark brown hair and mustache, and a light complexion that surprises Robert, given the name. The fact that this man was a judge, and not in a camp, is surprising.
“Be seated.” The judge says, taking a moment to look down at some paperwork, before looking around the courtroom. Looking at the Bailiff, he asks. “Are all parties present?”
“Yes, Your Honor.” The Bailiff says.
“Excellent.” He says, looking around the room again. “Parties for the Isabel Rodriguez case please rise.”
Robert and Amber rose, motioning for the rest of the girls to remain seated. Across the court room, Administrator Hunter and a man he didn’t recognize rose as well.
“Please approach.” The judge says, motioning to the empty area in front of the bench. Once everyone is standing there, he says. “I want to make this quick. As Jack here knows, there is a private auction in an hour, and I plan to be there.” He motions at the man next to Administrator Hunter. “As I understand it, Ms. Jones, you are stating that Isabel is your biological daughter, given up for adoption at birth. You now wish the state to return her to you. Is that correct?”
Amber nods nervously. “Yes, Sir.”
“Your Honor.” The Bailiff corrects her.
“Yes, Your Honor. Sorry, Your Honor.” Amber stammers.
Ignoring Amber’s apology, the judge looks at Administrator Hunter. “And you are questioning maternity, as well as fitness, is that correct?”
“Maternity is no longer in question, Your Honor.” Administrator Hunter reluctantly says. “But we still question fitness. Ms. Jones has a history of intimate relationships with now detained men. Her ability to properly raise a girl such as Isabel has to be questioned.”
“You are dropping challenge to her maternity claim?” The judge asks.
“The initial DNA test was inconclusive, so we did a direct comparison of the DNA samples for their initial testing, Your Honor. It is a positive match.” The man next to Administrator Hunter says. “The BAA is satisfied that Ms. Jones is Isabel’s biological mother.”
Administrator Hunter scowls as he says this, but doesn’t speak.
“Then we just need to determine fitness to parent.” The judge says. “Ms. Jones, one mistake with a Mestizo is one thing, but you then went on to have a relationship with a second detained person? Can you explain how this happened?”
Amber looks at Robert, shaking slightly. He nods, and she says. “When Isabel was born, my mother forced me to sign the paperwork for her adoption. A few months later, on my eighteenth birthday, she threw me out of the house with just some clothes. Becoming suddenly homeless at eighteen was very difficult, and I did not have many options. I regret some of the choices I made, but even more, I regret that my mother put me in a position to make those choices. If you allow me to parent Isabel, I will do everything I can to be the best mother possible, so that she never has to make those types of choices.”
“Is there anyone present who can attest to those circumstances?” The judge asks.
Katie pops up, and says. “I can, Your Honor.”
“Come forward.” He says, and when she does, he asks. “And you are?”
“Katie Johnson, Your Honor. I was Amber’s best friend and neighbor growing up.” Katie says.
“And is Ms. Jones’ testimony accurate?” The judge asks.
“She left something out, Your Honor.” Katie says.
“And what is that?” The judge says, a sudden gleam in his eye.
“That pig Luis forced himself on her.” Katie says. “She never wanted to be with him, but he kept pushing, and her mother was no help at all. She did throw her out after Isabel was born, despite her doing everything she asked.”
The judge looks at Administrator Hunter, and asks. “Is her mother present today?”
“No ... Your Honor.” Administrator Hunter says.
“And why is that?” He asks.
“We didn’t think it was necessary.” Administrator Hunter says.
“Were you aware of the circumstances that Ms. Jones and Ms. Johnson have brought up today?” He asks.
“No, Your Honor.” Administrator Hunter says. “Even if what they are saying is true, Isabel is already settled in at our camp, and I believe that is the best place for her.”
“Ms. Jones, what is your relationship with Mr. Wolfe?” The judge asks.
“He is my Master, Your Honor.” Amber says. “I am a white card, but given my life so far, I need a strong figure in my life. He and his wife Jane were kind enough to be that for me.”
Looking back at Administrator Hunter, the judge asks. “Any claims about the fitness of Mr. Wolfe to raise Isabel?”
Looking at the man next to her for a moment, she pauses, before reluctantly saying. “No, Your Honor.”
“Thirty minutes until you need to leave for the auction, Your Honor.” The Bailiff says.
The judge nods. “This really isn’t that complicated. Even if we accept your reservations about Ms. Jones’ fitness, Mr. Wolfe is here, and you have no objections to him. Ms. Jones is a free woman, and has certain rights, including the right to claim her detained child, and to parent her. Given the coercion around the original adoption, I’m inclined to allow Ms. Jones to reclaim her parental rights. The only question to be settled is compensation for the state’s loss of future value. Administrator Hunter, did you have a figure in mind?”
“Your Honor, we feel Forty thousand is a fair number.” Administrator Hunter says. “Isabel is an extraordinary child.”