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You ever hear of pro bono?

You're covered. Just get here a little early tomorrow.

Kitchen's closed, gentlemen. Have a good night, Mr. Bradley. Have a good holiday, fellas. You, too, little man. All right. His name's William Hope. He's 16 years old. I inherited his file about six months ago. His boss says he left work a little before midnight. But his foster parents said he never come home. No one called the police? They said they don't deal with runaways. Okay, that's William's picture. Looks like he's 10 years old.

It's the only photo I have in his folder. He's 16. What's he doing working here 6:00 till midnight? It's not the ideal environment, but he was working.

Unfortunately, it's six years out of date.

Situation with the new family's stable. His grades are improving. This kid has spent 18 months on the streets. He's had it a lot worse. Okay, Polly, I'll see what I can do. But we need to be realistic here. We only have a handful of agents. Child Services sees 30 of these kids a week.

Just like William, they're all running away from a bad situation. This is not just some runaway. This is a kid whose life is finally working. If he's missing, something terrible has happened to him. Always showed up on time. Never had a problem with him..

How did he seem on Sunday night? He seemed tired, but, you know, been under a lot of pressure at school. But other than that, nothing out of the ordinary.

It's okay. I'll talk to him. All right, then.

Depends on what you mean by out of the ordinary.

Must've been hanging out in that back storage room or something.

Give me one of them yellow caps, man. No, you can't have a cap. You didn't order no. William, what's going on? He wants a key chain. You told me not to give them unless they order the Kid's SuperJay. Told you, faggot, it's for my nephew. Why do you come here-Did he pay for his sandwich? Get the hell out of here. For what? I paid for my food. I said, out! Or I call the cops. Sounds personal.

I guess they know each other from the neighborhood. He told me the same kid jacked him for his paycheck a couple weeks ago.