Greg cringed at that thought. “Don’t worry, you don’t always have to fight my battles. I need to stick up for myself.â€? He didn’t know if he liked the thought of Robert not needing him. If Robert figured out that he can fight his own battles, he might leave Greg, and he’d be alone. Again. Meanwhile, James was on a mission. He had enough of Greg and Robert’s bullshit, but was tired of trying to fuck with Greg. It was Robert’s turn. He went into Robert’s office and began rummaging around. He hoped to find something to prove that this kid was a fake. After about a half hour of searching, he was ready to give up. He opened his bottom drawer, already with the knowledge that there would be nothing there. To his surprise, he found a box. After looking around to make sure no one was there, James took out the box and saw it was full of letters. After reading one, he smiled to himself and whispered “Jackpot.”