“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.

lunged to grab him–but a well–timed flying kick

the hell-?” The man crashed onto the hot concrete, scraping his arm. The pain and surprise made

A black sedan screeched to a halt, and another man

with us, huh?” The man who’d been hit with the backpack tossed it aside in frustration. Now

kept her eyes fixed on them, shielding York behind her as she slowly

away.

shirt, his voice trembling

called the police. The station’s five minutes from here, so if you’re smart, you’ll leave now.” Her voice was steady, her eyes unwavering, not a trace of fear despite

at each other, clearly

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pierced the air. Two of the men stepped back, but the

Grab them and get in the

hesitated, but the ringleader

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