“Derek came by. He often does. He never pays for what he wants, but his requests, they were … specific.”

Xavier folded his arms. “Go on.”

He noticed how afraid Cynthia looked.

“You’re scared.”

“He’s always been your friend. When he comes by, he boasts about how he can have anything he wants, but this was different. He was mean to some of the girls. He hit them.”

This made Xavier pause.

"Hit them? Did they request to be hit?"

"No. This wasn't a spank or anything ...