Runaways (Orphans 5)

tomorrow.

Suddenly, all our hearts fell. A police patrol car

pulled up and parked right under our window. The

officers got out and gazed toward Gordon's station

wagon.

"It's too soon for there to be a description," I

said and looked to Crystal for confirmation. "Unless Megan went right to him after we left

and he got on the phone with the police," she replied. Butterfly looked ready to cry.

"They'll put us in jail," she whispered.

"Everyone take it easy. Don't act suspicious," Crystal

said.

The waitress brought us the coffee and juice as

the policemen entered.

"What are they doing?" I asked Crystal. She

glanced up.

"They're going to the counter. They're not even

looking our way."

I blew the air out of my lungs and sat back. "You know," I said mournfully, "we're going to

have this sort of reaction every time we see policemen."

"That's why we want to get off the main highways as soon as we can," Crystal said. She went back

to her map. The waitress served our toast and muffins

and we all started to eat.

"So where are you all going?" I turned to see

one of the motorcyclists standing by our table. "To visit relatives, like I said," Crystal replied.

"Early start on your summer vacation, huh?" "Something like that," I said quickly and gave

him my best look that said "Buzz off." But he ignored

me and turned to Raven again.

"Where do these relatives live?" he pursued.

His dirty, dark brown hair, although tied back, had

strands popping up like broken piano wires. He had a