What is Trent Boyett doing here? Isn't he supposed to be in Juvenile Hall? Trent stared about the room forebodingly, and I was hoping that he'd eventually leave, but he didn't. Of course not.
"I know you're in here," he said. "So don't make this harder than it has to be."
Busted. Well, he's just one kid and there's a lot of us, so if he tries anything, he'd most likely fail. I saw the boys start to emerge from their hideout, and so Gina and I followed suit.
All of us stared him down as we gathered on one side of the room as Trent stood on the other.
"Well, well, well, what have we here?" Trent...
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