[The knock on Eames' flat door came from much lower than usual, and was considerably lighter. On the other side of the door stood a small boy, no more than seven-years-old. He stood there in a second-hand school uniform, his backpack, which was nearly half his size, on the ground as he put his tablet back in, waiting for the door to open.
When it does, he looks up at the man who appeared.]
Mr. Eames? Hi. Mummy said to find you if I need help. And I founded you.
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When it does, he looks up at the man who appeared.]
Mr. Eames? Hi. Mummy said to find you if I need help. And I founded you.
[Meet William John Sikes.]