Chapter 17

• Rose's POV
• We hurriedly hid behind the short walls of the verandah squatting so we wouldn't be seen. The car comes closer, I'm scared not really for me but this young man. Are these cops actually coming for him, he was panting. Fortunately they drove past us. It wasn't him they were coming for, perhaps they are on patrol.
• We get out of our hiding place, heave a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness they didn't come for you, I was scared they were coming for you." I thought this because he was a criminal, a criminal that was forced into this lifestyle by his situations.