“Let me go! Who are you? Let go of me!” York kicked and squirmed with all his might, his little legs flailing as he tried to shake his head free from the man’s grip. The man’s large hand clamped tightly over York’s mouth.

“Keep quiet, kid, or you’re gonna get hurt.”

“That’s right, we just want money. Stay still, and as soon as we get what we want, we’ll let you go.”

“Let me go! Help! Somebody, help–mmph!” York shouted, but the man’s hand covered his whole face. York, desperate, bit down hard. The man yelped in pain and jerked his hand away, shaking it in the air.

For a split second, York took his chance and shrieked even louder. His eyes were rimmed red, but he didn’t cry; instead, he kept struggling, kept yelling for help.

“The car’s here! Shove him in, quick!”

“This kid’s slippery as an eel,” one of the men grumbled, finally scooping York under

his arm.

Suddenly, a backpack came flying and slammed into the man’s back.

just as another man lunged to grab him–but a well–timed flying kick knocked him flat on the

the hell-?” The man crashed onto the hot concrete, scraping

sedan screeched to a halt, and another man in

who’d been hit with the backpack tossed

kept her eyes fixed on them, shielding

away.

her shirt, his voice trembling

so if you’re smart, you’ll leave now.” Her voice was steady, her eyes unwavering, not a trace of fear

hesitated, glancing at each other,

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air. Two of the men stepped back, but

Grab them and get

hesitated, but the ringleader

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