Devon crashed through the brush, spun around and hunched down. Peering through the foliage, he was horrified as Tommy tripped. The boy fell face first into the grass just as Ogden Marlow and one of the vice chancellors rounded the building. Shouting and swearing, the two men rushed over and hauled the poor kid to his feet. Devon saw terror in Tommy’s eyes. From that point on, everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Devon watched helplessly as the two men shook Tommy like he was a rag doll. Then they screamed in his face, yelling questions about who else had been involved. Tommy clamped his lips together and didn’t say a word. Devon was sick with fear. He knew Tommy wouldn’t rat on his buddies even though he was going to be punished bigtime Devon wanted to go out and rescue his friend but if he did, Marlow would see Bobby and Iarkin. Confused and panicked, Devon just sat there like a stupid lump while the men grabbed Tommy’s skinny arms and hauled him through the gathering crowd.
