They made it three blocks before Joey stopped him.

Fresco turned to the hand on his arm and faced his young friend's anger.

"I can't believe you just let her go!" Joey's face was red, his eyes rimmed with tears. His thin body trembled with the force of his emotion. Rage literally poured out of him, washing over Fresco like a desperate animal, trying to pull him under as Joey's hatred struggled to drown him. "She's one of them!"

Fresco didn't reach out physically, ...