I hope they don't come across the boys. I didn't like the look of them. They were hiding something
This couldn’t be happening. It just couldn’t be.
Avi opened his eyes the tiniest bit, forcing himself to keep breathing slow and steady as he peeked down between the branches. Immediately, a wave of dizziness overcame him at the sight of the ground so far below, and he gripped the bough he was sitting on tightly.
You’re not going to fall. You’re not going to fall.
He had to see what was going on below. It was the search party — it had to be; who else would be calling their names like that? But the three men from the criminal gang were right there — what would happen? Would they hurt the searchers — his father?
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