The day had passed. Bastien’s men had moved him into his room. Kate was in the kitchen, baking cookies. The entire house was filled with the sweet scent of freshly baked cookies. Lucca entered the kitchen.

—"Miss..."

—"Lucca, want one?"

—"Yes, of course."

Kate pulled out a huge tray full of cookies, placed them in a bowl, and handed one to him.

—"These cookies are the same ones I used to bake for Bastien when we were kids," she said as she arranged them.

—"Yeah, I know. The boss always talked a