in her arms. There was a girl
who looked about ten and a boy who looked about Dorian's age. There
was no place for me to knock, so I had to speak to announce my
presence. "Good evening. Are you Claudia?"
The woman nodded. "Who are you?"
The children stared at us, and the baby
quieted. "I'm Naomi. This is Chase and Keira."
The woman narrowed her eyes. "Why are you
looking for me?"
"Your son asked me to," I answered.
She looked at her children and then at me
before handing the baby to the girl.
I backed up, and she crawled out of the tent
and walked us a few feet away. "What happened to my boy? Is he
dead?"
I shook my head. "No, no, but the Watchers did
take him to Gattica." We all knew going to Gattica was only a
little bit better than being dead.
Claudia gasped and touched her heart. "For
what? What did he do?"
"He was involved in a fight. They took his
friend DeCarlo also," Keira answered.
Claudia bowed her head and wept. In my hurry to
fulfill Starkin's wishes, I hadn't realized I was basically telling
a mother she would never see her son again. There were no visiting
hours in Gattica.
I looked at Keira and Chase, but they only
shrugged. I rubbed the woman's back.
"What did he do?" she asked again. "What could
he have possibly done for them to do this to him?"
Keira had already answered that question. I
didn't know what else to say. "Um, I'm really sorry."
Chase, Keira, and I began to back
away.
"How do you know what happened?" the woman
asked.
I'd been hoping to avoid that question. "We
were there."
"Who was he fighting with?"
I couldn't very well tell her it was my brother
and that he, in fact, had started the fight.
"We don't know. We were just passing by," Keira
answered, saving me.
"Do you know where DeCarlo's family lives?" I
asked.
Instead of answering, the woman rounded the
corner to another tent. We followed.
"Nila! Nila!"
Another woman dressed in black rags stumbled
out of her tent. "What? What's the matter with you?"
"The boys, the boys! They took them to
Gattica!" Claudia shouted.
Nila, who I assumed to be DeCarlo's mother,
buckled. Chase caught her and held her up.
"Gattica? For what? They're good boys. They're
good boys!"
From what I could tell, Starkin and DeCarlo had
only been trying to protect the honor of their city, so I believed
Nila.
"Fighting," Claudia answered. "You better
believe, if they were taken in for that, they were fighting someone
outside of Litropolis."
DeCarlo's mother nodded. "Yes, and they would
never leave the city so someone was in here who didn't belong." She
looked at us accusingly. We were where we didn't belong as she
spoke.
Chase grabbed my arm. Overcome with guilt, I
turned away from the women. If Bram hadn't come here to get a
tattoo, their sons wouldn't have been taken away.
The three of us, holding hands, started to make
our way back to the exit. I was grateful I hadn't come
alone.
"You tell your Lord," DeCarlo's mother shouted.
We stopped and turned to her. "You tell your Lord, it's only a
matter of time. We will have our day of vindication. Justice will
be served!"
Chapter 9
Two days left.
I didn't know what the lady in Litropolis
meant, and I didn't want to know. I needed to focus on the task at
hand. We were spending one more day going over academics, and I had
learned nothing so far.
"They're going to think you're stupid, Nay,"
Dorian said as he flipped through a chemistry book.
"Let them. I hear that's kind of cool
anyway."
Bram sat at the kitchen table with a cup of
coffee. The night we came back from Litropolis, Father had flipped
about Bram's ear gauge plugs and Dorian's black eye. I didn't even
want to think about what Mother would say when she came back. Bram
had yet to reveal his tattoo. That would be a whole new
episode.
"Feeling good, kids? The day after tomorrow
you'll be on your way," Father said, entering the kitchen with his
tablet.
This was all Father had talked about lately. He
was already planning how he would decorate
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