The Last of Them
they were closing in on him, suffocating him with the weight of what had happene
. Jack's gang running, their faces filled with panic, but not for Cole. Only for themselves. Then th
l happene
get a chance
ling Dev from his thoughts. Two officetomach
. No signs of worry. No desperation to prov
ck and his gang, cleared his throat. "Your father's here to see
, hoping for something, any
've done?" his father finally
rd. "Dad, I swea
don't know what kind of boy you are? You stole from me Devan, money
rouble, alwa
s. "I wasn't fighting Cole. Ja
is a prosecutor. Do you understand what that means? They've
hest tighten.
im, long and hard. "Th
s mouth, but
o security cameras. N
ck and
Ch
e had been there. He knew the truth. He knew Chou
rred to juvenile detention while awaiting trial. Given the evid
onfirmation for the first time. Then he turned
st me," he
er than any punch
d walked out without
door slam
ng in his ears, the weight of b
e, he realized he
er – The C
ed. It wasn't like the ones in movies, grand
detention uniform. Across from him, Jack sat with his father, the esteemed prosecutor. H
ally C
yes, flipped through the case file. She loo
e death of Cole Bennett. Witnesses claim that you pushed the victi
he said, his voice steady but desperate. "
ss testimonies that state otherwise. These boys were not only prese
i
o his palms. He looked pa
Dev said, his voic
but didn't l
. "You know what really hap
upted, her voice firm. "You will
felt the walls closing in agai
tayed
ather. "Do you have any addi
forward with the charges. However, considering the accused's history of aggression, and the fact that he attempt
tomach
was guilty. He and Cole had planned t
here cared
ge, you will be held in juvenile detention until you are eighteen. At that point
triking the desk echoed
led to his feet, the cold metal o
never l
till didn
ght at Juveni
ell, staring at the ceiling. The fluor
as o
. His Best fr
his gang
d away for somet
ing rage built
Dan. E
n C
ken everyth
wasn't
he woul
en he
d make