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and bleeding. The officer looked at his wrists and looked at the laughing cops in the other room. "Sorry, kid, I'll take care of those wrists as soon as I can. You okay for now?" Pone nodded.
He looked through the window into the jail. Pone saw the rude cop staring, pointing at him, and talking to the other cops. They all laughed and Pone looked at the floor. The jail officer asked him a lot of questions. Then they searched him and brought him in for booking.
Pone looked around and saw Shroom sitting in a chair by another officer. He never looked up. The officer was getting mad. Pone realized Shroom was making like he couldn't speak English. Gotta love, Shroom, man.
A noise at the door startled Pone. Franklin B. Hunnicut stormed into the jail. "Officers, there has been a mistake."
"I'll say," the cop murmured.
Hunnicut raised his voice. "These boys were not breaking in. The gate was already in bad shape. I'm not pressing charges. Let them go."
The bald cop stepped forward. "Now see here–"
Hunnicut's eyes flashed. He slapped a paper on the desk. "Now, sir, release these boys."
The big cop looked at the paper. "How the heck did you do this so fast?"
Hunnicut stood silent.
The cop looked at Pone. He jerked his head toward the door. "Get out of here, meat stick." He looked at Shroom. "I'll have you back here in a week, Mex."
Shroom slid past him. "I'm half Swede, pig."
The rude cop lunged at Shroom and the other cops grabbed him.
They stepped out into the afternoon. Shroom squinted as the sunlight hit him in the eyes. "Thanks, man. Whoever you are. I thought my ass was grass in there. Those guys don't like me much."
"It's okay, boys." He put his arm around Spaz. "Kelli here explained you were doing lawn work. Some of the other girls invited you in. Thank her, not me. No harm done. Right, boys?"
Pone looked at Spaz. "Kelli?"
Shroom was quick to answer. "No, right, uh, I mean no harm, Yeah, sure. Thanks uh, Kelli."
Spaz smiled up at Hunnicut. She looked at Shroom and scowled. She jerked her head to the side and mouthed, "Go."
Pone glared at Spaz. "Kelli?"
She took Hunnicut's arm. "Yes. My name is Kelli. Kelli Ann Riley. Now go home. She stared Pone down. "And stay away from the mansion, okay?"
Pone slowly nodded. "Will do." The crunch of gravel told them a car pulled up. Pone knew it could only be his father.
Spaz ducked behind Hunnicut. Big Mike exited his vehicle. "Franklin."
Hunnicut smiled and shook Big Mike's hand. "Mike, how are you? Long time. Is this your son? Little Mikey all grown up. Well, well, what do you know?"
Big Mike said nothing. He stared at Pone. Hunnicut slapped him on the back. "The boys aren't in trouble, Mike. It was all a big mistake."
Big Mike stroked his chin. "Mistake?"
"Yep, mistake. Hey, I'll see you around. Boys, be good." He turned to go, dragging Spaz behind him.
"See you around, Franklin, and thanks." Big Mike watched Hunnicut drive away. Spaz looked out the back window. He swore. "Michael. In the car."
Pone watched the Lincoln disappear. "But, Dad, how can we let Spaz go like that? She's under age. He might hurt her!"
"In the car! Hunnicut is not committing a crime. Spaz is only riding in a car. He might be driving her to choir practice for all we know."
"But we know better!"
Big Mike mumbled, "Yes, I thought we knew better." He pointed to the car. "Get in." Pone and Shroom piled in the back seat. "Now tell me everything."
A long time later Big Mike sighed. "What you did was dangerous." He thought some more. "Do you really think Spaz had no choice but to go back?"
"Yeah. That guy shoved her around like she was dirt. He touched her and grabbed her butt. I think she'll end up like the girl in the crap pile in the back of the greenhouse. We gotta get her out."
"You're sure you saw a dead girl?"
"My puke marks the spot."
"Anyone else know you were there?"
"They walked right by me. Twice. It was only when I crawled out and threw up that they caught me."
Big Mike