Safe Harbor - 32

Bobby hung back, watching Jo-Jo and Cry from the shadows. Across the street two other boys were doing the same thing. It was all part of the plan.

They had come up with it earlier in the evening when the two girls had shown up at the shelter to see if there was any news about Bets. According to them, the man they lived with had been less than happy about what had happened to her.

"The only reason he gives a damn is ‘cause he’s loosing income," Jo-Jo had growled. "He expects us to make up the difference."

"Doesn’t he get you’re not safe out there? That no one is right now ‘til those dudes are caught?" a boy named Arch asked when he overheard her.

She rolled her eyes. "Money, honey. That’s all he cares about."

"I wish someone would catch them." Cry sighed. "As if. No one knows what they look like."

Bobby shook his head. "Not true, you and Jo-Jo do." He frowned when something hit him. "Maybe that’s why they grabbed Bets."

"Shit. Yeah maybe." Cry looked scared—more than she already was.

"I wonder…" Bobby tapped a knuckle on his lips as he glanced around the community room to make certain Kurt was no where in sight. "What if we went looking for them?"

Jo-Jo glared at him. "You can not be serious."

"As death. You two go out as usual and a couple of us guys will follow you. We’ll stay out of sight but close enough so if those bastards do try to get you we can stop them."

"I’m in," Arch said. "And I bet Tank would be too." He pointed to a bulky blonde guy who was sprawled on one of the sofas watching TV. 

Bobby chuckled. "Bet he gets his name ‘cause of his size."

"You think? Thing is he’s as tough as he looks which gets him in trouble when he’s on something."

"Then he’s out. We don’t need to be worrying about his blowing this…if we do it."

"Let me talk to him. I think he’s clean at the moment."

Bobby shrugged and nodded. A couple of minutes later Arch returned with Tank in tow.

"I’m not using and I want in." Tank dropped down on the sofa beside Jo-Jo. "Gotta keep pretty ladies like you safe."

Jo-Jo snorted. "Bad line."

"Yeah, but…"

"Okay, you two can flirt later. Right now we need to come up with a real plan for doing this." Bobby looked at the others, ignoring Jo-Jo’s upraised finger. "It could take more than just tonight unless we get real lucky."

"What if…if they really do come after us?" Cry asked.