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"Guys," said Juliet "This is Sparks."
Sparks McKenzie had been a Brooklyn newsy until his eighteenth birthday; He had become a cop not long after words.
"He's gonna help us," she continued.
Jack took a good look at Sparks and cringed, he remembered him. Sparks Mckenzie was the meanest newsy in Brooklyn. Tall with scraggly black hair, pale blue eyes, and a face that strongly resembled the underside of a boot; he enjoyed torturing younger boys.
"How's he gonna help?" asked Jack.
"I aint even gonna dignify dat wit answer," said Juliet glaring at him "All right, ya goils git da goils out, Kelly, Track and Mush, ya git da boys. Here are da keys."
"What are ya goin to do?" asked Mush.
Juliet laughed and held out her hands; Sparks placed a pair of handcuffs on her slim, white wrists.
"I'm getting arrested," said Juliet as Sparks led her away.
Juliet looked back at the group as they started to separate.
"Good Luck," she whispered.
A Few Minutes Later………
"Juliet Morgan," said Sparks "You're unda arrest for resistin arrest, inciting a riot and assaultin a police officer,"
Juliet tried not to smile as she looked at the black eye Sparks made her give him.
"To make it more realistic," he had said.
"Don't touch me, ya doity rotten scab," she yelled.
Rae looked at Stress and stifled a giggle as she heard the squirmish in the booking office.
"Dat's our goil," whispered Stress.
Rae laughed and the girls tiptoed on.
LATER THAT NIGHT…
Juliet looked around Medda's happily; She had done it. She had gotten her friends out of the refuge and not gotten caught. They had successfully gotten in and out with as little disruption as possible.
"So dere I was," said Spot his arm draped around Rae's shoulder, explaining to the amused crowd about how he got caught. "I was looking for mah goil, when I saw Raider here slip and fall. I ran ova to 'er and lifted little Epic up and helped Raider up, by da time we stood up, we was caught"
"So what's on da plan for tomorrow?" asked Stress.
"Well, it aint getting arrested, dats for sure," laughed Juliet rubbing her sore wrists.
Carryin Da Banner,
Revolution