“Hurt you?” He looks puzzled. “Why would I want to do that?” I give an exaggerated look around. “Because this is Lille. That’s what happens here.” “I can’t blame you for feeling that way, but not everyone is like that.” I pinch the bridge of my nose and shut my eyes for a second. I know that. My father is a good man, Liv’s father is a good man, and even Luke’s father seems like a good man. But these good men aren’t making the rules. These decent men are turning a blind eye to indecent acts.
