Tristan was unable to speak. He just nodded. Several times, and he blinked a lot. It was a splendid plan. So splendid, he didn’t trust himself to speak. Sam ran on. “Alfie is looking into Overdale’s business with the orphanages. He said he has a horrible feeling that there is definitely something going on there, with Overdale supplying young children to brothels and houses from the orphanages.”
Tristan choked. He still couldn’t even begin to fathom that, but at least he might be given the chance to work with Alfie in exposing whatever was going on and put an end to it. “Then I shall work with him. Help him in any way that I can.”
“So, between us, Alfie, Charlie, and Harry and the rest of them, we will be able to give them somewhere safe. Charlie reckons we could even teach them their letters and prepare them to find good jobs so that they can make a good living. Have a good, respectable life.”