A week has passed since this awful incident. A week when Roman was living back to his childhood Orphanage and was close to remain there until he will be getting at the age of 18 if it wasn't for a known figure to take him to custody until the age 18.

When Roman got adopted, he wasn't unsure at first if it was for him or for another kid who goes by the same name as him, but when he saw the person who is going to adopt him, it made all sense. The one person who was willing to adopt a kid like Roman, who has gone such a big trauma a week ago, was a well-known figure to him from Pitesti. The person who adopted Roman is the adoptive mother of Roberta.

"Why you adopted me?" asks Robert as he was leaving the Orphanage with Roberta's adoptive mother and with Roberta.

"It was my idea." says Roberta to Roman. "We couldn't afford to lose another of us."

"Not again." finishes Roman the sentence of Roberta. "I also don't wish that. And I want to find the truth of everything that is happening to us."

The three people leave the Orphanage and are walking toward a green Škoda. On the driver seat sits an elder person, probably the father of Roberta's adoptive mother. The three people are getting in the car. Roberta's mother is taking the front passenger seat, and the two are getting the backseats.

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"So, you must be Roman." says the elder man looking through the mirror of the car. "You look like dear Roberta. But except the fatness and height."

"Yeah… Thanks." says Roman to the elder man.

"I found something while you were gone." says Roberta to Roman after the elder man started the engine and start driving the car toward the home of her daughter.

"Really?" asks Roman curios. "Like what?"

"We've found out who was your adoptive mother working for."

"How?"

"Simple." says Roberta. "My grandpa was in police. And he recognized the body of your adoptive mother as one used in sex trafficking industry."

"For real?" asks Roman surprised by this.

"For real, son." says the elder man. "That was twenty years ago though. I wasn't sure at first, but when I saw the incident on the news channel, I recognized the face of the woman and the person she was working for."

"And we tried to find the person." says Roberta. "But the one she was working for seems that he has died fifteen years ago."

"His henchmen? A man like him working in this illegal industry must have a lot of people involved."

"All of their henchmen and right hands have been gone from country, died or have been completely erased from our database." says the elder man. "Our specialized psychologists and criminalistics detectives are doing their best to find one of the reasons why that person has done the unthinkable on this way."

"So. If the ex-boss is not alive, and not any other of his trusted people are alive… How about their "products"?"

"We are trying that too." says the elder man who knows what does the word product means. "For now, nothing."

The car is driving for two more minutes, until it stops at a red light, then Roman, who was done looking around the city, he tells the people.

"Thanks for adopting me."

"Don't mention it." responds Roberta's mother.