CHAPTER 742. PRINCESS BY DAY. LITTLE ANGEL

Jhon Hopkins wasn’t entirely sure what it was about the kid, but something stood out. He was brutally honest, even when it didn’t benefit him. He clearly didn’t believe in justifications. And he preferred to look ahead rather than drown in a past that had undoubtedly been anything but good.

He signaled to Billy, who pulled out a gun and handed it to Cameron, who eyed it warily.

“I need to make sure you know how to use it,” Jhon declared.

Cameron shoved his hands into his pockets, pulling out a pair of leather gloves and slipping them on before even touching the gun.

“I know how to shoot, if that’s what you mean,” he replied, loading and unloading it—not with any remarkable skill, but at least he wasn’t unfamiliar with handling a firearm. “But it’ll be useless. I don’t have a license, and with my record, no sane official would ever grant me one.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll make sure you get all the necessary permits,” Jhon replied. “The que