"We can't let you go in there." Both boys were far too grim for their age, but Fresco at least understood why. Their distrustful stares, on the other hand, just brought his anger back.

"You two think you can keep me out?" Fresco hadn't meant it as a threat, but by the time the words were done and his brain caught up with his mouth he wanted to facepalm.

Way to make them think you're a psycho. He didn't need Justin's voice to tell him he was an idiot. He took care of ...