“I’m in trouble,” I choked out when I reached him. “Big trouble.” “I know,” Gibsie replied, eyeing me with suspicion. “I can tell by your face. What the hell did you do?” “I took them!” I choked out, pointing at my car. “You took what, Johnny?” Gibsie asked warily. Swallowing down a groan, I grabbed his arm and dragged him down the path toward my car. “Them,” I choked out, pointing to the three blond boys looking out at us. “You took them,” Gibsie said. “You just went ahead and took some kids?”
