"We were free, but we all wore chains." - Thousand Foot Krutch, Fly On the Wall
Isaac focused on every word the sheriff said. Careful to make sure he answered only the questions asked and nothing more. He could feel his father's gaze borrowing into him. He could almost hear the threats running through his father's head.
"How'd you get that black eye, Isaac?" That was the second time someone had asked him that.
"School," Isacc answered. "I'm on the lacrosse team."
The sheriff smiled, saying his son was on the team, too. Isaac was only half listening when he saw Derek. He was a few yards away, hidden by the trees. Derek was watching them. No, he was watching Isaac. Isaac figured he wanted to make sure that Isaac didn't say anything about him.
The sheriff noticed Isaac was staring over his shoulder. He turned to see what Isaac was looking at, but Derek was gone. Turning back to Isaac, "Is everything alright, Isaac?"
"Yeah, I just want to get to school."
"Just one more question, What was taken?"
"The liver."
"Meet me at this address."
Isaac dropped his bike, surprised at the voice. When he looked up, Derek was standing in front of him. He was holding a piece a paper out to him. Isaac took the paper.
"I'll explain everything then." Isaac watched Derek walk away from him. He looked around but no one had seen or if they had, they didn't care.