"Johnny! Where are the girls? None of them have been back for two days!"
"Where? Miss them."
Alana and Bless tugged at me as they asked. Mischievous as ever, I spun around as they hung on my biceps. A moment later, a rolled-up newspaper hit me on the head.
"Oy dipshit, stop ignoring me. All these people smell dangerous. I saw some of them even move into the neighborhood. What is going on?"
Feeling that it was better to let everyone know, I stopped spinning and carefully let my adopted sisters down.
"I asked them to move in. Each of them is an elite soldier on par with the military. Their only job is to protect you at my request."
"What?" "Wow!" "..." "..."
Bless and Earl said nothing, but I could sense their impatience at my explanation. Only Alana seemed to miss the implications of what I had just shared.