Rebel Revealed by Josh Anderson

Author:Josh Anderson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EPIC Press
Published: 2015-07-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

September 29, 1997

* * *

A few minutes later

One by one, the police officers left the room to help the crowd handle the sudden darkness. Each time the door opened, the tiniest bit of light flowed into the door of the office, which temporarily gave Kyle and Allaire back a sliver of vision for just a second.

They sat for more than ten minutes, now guarded only by one officer. If not for being handcuffed, it would’ve been an easy call.

“Now’s the time,” she said. “I need my bag.”

The door flashed open and Officer Sturgiano walked back in, but sliding in right behind him, Kyle saw the outline of someone shorter and then he felt a tug on his arm. “Shh,” a voice said near his ear. “Let’s go.” It was Young Ayers.

Kyle grabbed Allaire’s arm and let Ayers lead them to the door.

“Wait,” she whispered. “Backpacks and weapons.”

“I’ll get ‘em,” Young Ayers said. A few seconds later, he pushed Kyle and Allaire out the door of the Police Office and they were back out on the Field Level walkway, where the blue emergency lighting provided enough illumination to lead people out of the park.

Kyle noticed now that Young Ayers was wearing night vision glasses. He held all three of their backpacks, while Kyle and Allaire walked with their hands still cuffed behind them.

“Even with the blackout, we look a bit conspicuous here, guys,” Kyle said.

“Open my bag, Ayers,” Allaire said. “Small compartment. Should be the only thing in there.”

Ayers did as she asked, and quickly pulled out a handcuff key. He walked in back of Allaire, then Kyle, and set their hands free.

“What don’t you have in that bag?” Kyle asked with a smile.

“How’d you kill all the lights in the entire stadium?” Allaire asked.

Young Ayers shrugged. Kyle could tell he was proud of himself. He’d come through for them. “I’ll tell you, but you have to say it.”

“Say what?” Allaire asked.

“That kids can kick some ass,” Ayers said.

Allaire rolled her eyes, but smiled. “Kids can kick some ass . . . You happy? Now how’d you do it?”

“I went up to the entrance and started crying,” Young Ayers said proudly. “I told a security guard my daddy was the guy who controlled the electricity for the whole stadium and he showed me to this one room . . . I stuck a gun in the guy’s face and told him if he didn’t kill all the lights in the stadium he’d never get to see his children again . . . But, there’s one more way I kicked ass,” Young Ayers said as they continued walking toward the exit. He gestured toward a man standing in the shadows behind one of the concession booths, right across from an exit to the parking lot. It was 18-year-old Sillow.

Kyle smiled and patted Young Ayers on the back. “How did you—?”

“It was so dark, I was able to grab him in all the commotion of the blackout without seeing Mr. Ayers,” Young Ayers said.

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