At Billy's behest, he restrained the urge to barrel into the place immediately and hunt down Larry. It wasn't an easy thing to do; for all that he knew, Larry might be inside at that very moment, ripe with answers, ready to quell all fears and doubts with succinct explanations. Dave and Billy had been keeping watch over the youth center and surrounding buildings for fifteen minutes. They were well-positioned for the reconnaissance; the Torino was parked in a small lot across the street from the center, hidden among other cars yet angled in a way which provided a clear view of the premises. Gazing over hoods and through the windows of other vehicles, Dave and Billy could clearly see the front of the youth center and the adjacent church...but, unless he crossed the street and walked right up to the lot, Larry probably wouldn't be able to glimpse the observers. For what seemed like the millionth time, Dave scanned the structures across the street, starting with the church.
