To the people that were waiting for my story, I'M SO SORRY!!! I'VE BEEN SO BUSY LATELY!!!
Chapter 28
'Where is dis guy takin me?' Thought Blink as he followed the huge hulking leader of the Harlem newsies. Nothing had happened so far, but he was getting more suspicious. He was probably going to meet Bristles' 'father' about some business.
It had been a few hours, and still nothing was happening. Blink figured that they were far out of the Harlem territory by now, but still wanted to know what Grinds was up to, so he continued following.
Grinds walked on, unsuspecting. Suddenly, he felt a pair of eyes on him. Was it possible? The street was deserted. But the feeling of being watched was still hanging heavily around him. He turned around, his eyes darting all over the area. Grinds glimpsed a shadow hurrying around a corner. So someone was following him. Must be one of those Manhattan newsies sent to spy on him. The great hulking newsie grinned evilly. He turned back around and walked quickly, whistling as he did so. Then, briskly ending his music, he turned and headed into a dark alley, out of the follower's sight.
Hearing that Grinds had stopped whistling, Blink ran out into the open street. Seeing the street was deserted, his mind rushed furiously. Where had he gone? If Blink had lost Grinds, then he would never find out where he had gone or what had happened. Maybe it was all for the best, but wait, if it had to do with Bristles, then he would have to find out what it was. No, it was better to see what it was.
Blink was thinking about all these things, that he had forgotten to go and find Grinds. He suddenly remembered and, crying out in frustration, he set a position to take off. His foot barely left the ground when he was pulled back again by a hand that seemed to come out of nowhere.
The patch-eyed newsie turned to look at the owner of the hand that had stopped him from chasing Grinds. His eyes widened, and his mouth opened in surprise.
"You!"
