“And I’ll need you three to sign this release and I need contact information for your next-of-kin.”
“I don’t have any family Mr. Gustav” I said irritably, “I told the person that in my telephone interview”.
“Um, I don’t have any family either, who do you want me to put down….” came from behind and slightly to my right.
“My foster mother died awhile ago, I don’t know my real family….” came from behind and to my left.
“I killed mine…” came from Gustav followed by a hearty chuckle from the only girl in the room.
“Two of you had families and one, a family that doesn’t know they have you. Consider these crisp new bills life insurance. You’re all a team now, so that makes you family, doesn’t it? Now put each other down as each others next-of-kin, just leave your own name off.”
“Nice to meet you, I’m Nick Gatling”
A scream like a million freight trains braking on a curve
-your assessment, and Möge Gott mit Ihnen meine Kleinen."
Now THAT I understood!