It's easier to understand the situation's organization if we have evidence from inside the lab. Alex is right; what if they've already released a virus, or worse? The last plague caused significant trouble, and its effects linger. What if a more terrible virus emerges? A chill ran down Dominic's spine as he sighed and remained silent. He still felt Lily's trip was too risky.

"Don't worry," Alexander said, comforting the old man, "I'll do my best to prevent that."

Dominic glared. "Who cares about that? As long as you two are safe, and remember you have children to care for—that's all that matters. You two aren't the world's saviors!"

Alexander smiled. He'd said the same to Lily: in the face of danger, remember you're not alone; your family awaits your return. This would hopefully make her pause before rushing into harm's way.

"Thank you, Mr. Fike."

Understanding this as agreement to care for Galen, Alexander thanked Dominic with a bow. The older man, still upset, remained seated. "I don't care how respectful you are," he grumbled. "I'll only keep the child for half a month, at most. If you don't pick him up in two weeks, I'll send him to the orphanage! No, I'll sell him to the boondocks!"

His words were laced with anger and frustration.

Before Alexander could protest, Galen looked up. "Grandpa, are you going to sell me?"

Dominic could threaten adults, but not a child, fearing the child would take it seriously.

Galen continued, without waiting for an answer. "Grandpa, it's wrong to sell children!"

Dumbfounded, Dominic nodded repeatedly. "Yes, you're right. It's against the law. You little devil, how could I sell you? I love you too much!"

He nuzzled Galen's chubby cheeks. Galen giggled, melting Dominic's anger.

"Okay, you can leave now. Just call if you need anything else," Dominic said, his harshness gone. He looked at Alexander. "And tell that brat she can ask me for help if needed. She doesn't have to carry the world on her shoulders!"