Scions: Insurrection
"I heard you were awesome with the kids at Handleburg Hall tonight."
Kaitlyn snorted into the cell phone and peered out her car window into the dark parking lot. "For cripe's sake, Abby Brooks, I haven't even left the orphanage yet. Who's your spy and is he old enough to work for the NYPD?"
"I have my ways," Abby's smug purr came across the line. "I hear you're coming back next week. Are you getting hooked on these kids like I told you you would?"
She'd had a great time tonight. "Yeah, you could say that." Kaitlyn might've grown up in a loving home, but she had one thing in common with Handleburg's troubled teens. The sobering realization had hit her tonight when one of the kids had challenged her during her speech on working for the police. He'd told her she knew nothing of what his life was like.
That was true enough. She hadn't grown up in a drug-riddled home or had to worry about gang shoot-outs happening in the middle of the night or day. But in the not-too-distant future, just like these young men and women, she'd be parentless, too. Then her police coworkers, Abby and the "Hall" teens would be the only family she had. If nothing else, she hoped she ... read full excerpt from: Scions: Insurrection ebook
