First, he needed to understand what was really happening.
“Do you know the address of the shelter?”
“It’s in Brooklyn. The yellow house with the sign that says ‘House of Smiles,’” Mason answered.
“You came all the way from Brooklyn by yourselves?”
“We took the bus,” Logan said proudly. “Aunt Karen used to take us on rides and taught us the bus numbers.”
Ethan was impressed by their resourcefulness but worried by how easily they had navigated the city. He pulled out his phone and called his assistant.
“Sarah, cancel all my afternoon meetings. I have an urgent situation. Also, look up a place called House of Smiles in Brooklyn. Get me everything you can.”
After hanging up, Ethan looked at the twins watching him expectantly.
“Are you guys hungry?”
“Yes, sir!” they answered in perfect unison.
“How about we grab some lunch together? Then we’ll figure this out calmly.”
Their eyes lit up. It was clear they weren’t used to kindness.