They gave up their moral authority to do so by grabbing a pairfor themselves first. I'm not a nice man. He andseventy-nine other volunteers had been bussed from the police stationin Las Mesas starting at seven PM the previous evening. Having seen three of his friends - all older, bigger and stronger thanthe little demon who'd attacked them - the last of the would-berapists simply took to his heels, leaving Cara alone.
I wish, but no. He spared a quick glance at one of his platoonleaders. Jorge, a Miss Cordoba to see you. You're a long way from home.
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