“Criminals, hm?” Mom’s voice spoke over the intercom.

“Yes, mom.” I met gazes with Baron. He shrugged and mouthed ‘don’t fall for their tricks’.

What tricks? I frowned in cluelessness, he sighed. He mouthed the same statement again but what tricks would mom and dad try to play with me? There was no tricks, and if there were, I had no part in it, neither did I understand it. I just wanted to make sure we all survived this morning w,ithout mom and dad knowing the ...