in my direction.
"Oh," Raven moaned. She sat back and stared
out the window.
"You're not Gordon Tooey, are you?" he asked
me after a moment.
"No," I said, swallowing down a lump in my
throat.
"And I bet nobody back there is either, huh?"
he followed talking to them through the rearview
mirror.
"Hardly," Crystal replied.
I saw the sheriff's station directly ahead. He
looked at me.
"We're going to stop by here," he said, "because
there are some people who have a few questions for
you girls. I bet you know what some of those
questions are, huh?"
"Yes sir," I said, lowering my eyes.
He laughed.
"Well, no matter what, girls, I stand by what I
said back there. It sure is nice to see young people do
a good deed. Of course, it makes this whole thing as
confusing as hell, but it sure is nice," he said and
pulled into the station's parking lot.
"Are we under arrest?" I asked after he turned
off his engine.
"We usually investigate, ask questions, gather
evidence and then arrest people," he said. "All I have
right now are four very suspicious looking people.
Come on," he said, opening his door, "let's see if we