Velocity stopped as one of the other men aimed his pistol at Denton. She was not so worried about herself, but more about the weakened boy.
Scowling slightly, she shouted at the two. “If I were you, I would just worry about getting yourselves out of this. You pals that went after the other boys are already in the hands of the police. They’ll track you down, wherever you go, and then you’ll be sorry. Take off now, without Denton, and you might just get away.â€Â