Chapter Five

I opened my mouth to let her know I was right here. They were undercover cops. How could I not have thought of that before? They were dressed normally so students wouldn’t freak out and call the parents. Once parents heard cops were at the school they would demand to know why. A local news station would probably end up at our school. And who wants their kids to go to a school that is on the news? Nobody.

“Why do you want to know?” Dillon answered before I could.

“There are a few things that I need to discuss with her.” The lady answered smiling slightly.

“Like what?”

“Private things.” The woman said still managing to keep a smile.

“Does she know you?”

“Not yet.” She answered glancing up at her partner who seemed more annoyed than he was before.

“What kind of private things is she going to want to talk about with a stranger?”

“If you don’t want us to haul your @** to jail you’ll tell us where she is, boy.” The man had clearly lost his temper.

“Is that a threat?” Dillon asked raising an eyebrow, obviously not intimidated.

“No, it’s a fact.”

“Do you know where she is?” The lady asked, turning to me.

I looked at Dillon. He shook his head. I looked back at the lady. I was probably in enough trouble as it was. Did I really need to lie about who I was? Could that land me in jail? If I wasn’t going there because of whatever I had done in the first place.

The man pulled out his badge. He shoved it in Dillon’s face. Then he shoved it in my own.

“You kids need to cough up and tell us where she is before we go get the Principal to identify her and get both of ya’ll suspended.”

There was a few seconds of silence. I looked at Dillon and shrugged. He shook his head angrily. And I sighed.

“I’m Maria Vessey.”

The man raised his eyebrows.

“You better not be lying.”

“I’m not.”

He grabbed my arm and started pulling me forward proving his grip was as rough as his voice. The lady sent him a disapproving look but followed closely behind us. He tightened his grip around my arm. I winced. Dillon ground his teeth and followed after us as well. He sped up so he was walking beside me.

“Which way to the Principal office, boy?”

I really did not like this man. He was disrespectful, rough, and got annoyed way too easily. Dillon didn’t say anything. He led the way. On our way up the second flight of stairs the class bell rang. Symbolizing the first class was over. Thousands of kids were rushing past us and around us trying to get to their next class.

The man cop started cursing under his breath. Trying to weave in and out of the students made it harder to get to the Principal’s office especially considering the size of the man cop. My arm was really starting to burn. Once we did reach the door, the man cop yanked it open and shoved me forward.

He is really strong. And as I mentioned before I’m really small. I crashed onto the floor barely catching myself with my hands before my face slammed into the tile. He walked over and yanked me up. Miss Wilson had taken a break from sobbing and was now staring at us in horror.