James got out of his luxury car at the international airport. He turned to the man who brought him, Edward Belgenza.

"Where are we going?" James asked innocently. Edward smiled slightly and led James to walk into the airport lobby.

"We're going to Italy," Edward answered him. James stopped walking and stood frozen. Edward walked before him, then stopped and looked back.

"What's wrong, J?" Edward asked. He turned around and faced the 12-year-old boy.

"But I live here," ...