"JEEZ!", someone muttered, and slowly they turned, George dropped Orlanda and she quickly ran up to the car, panting and crying.
The owner of the voice and one other guy had already alighted from the car, with the former holding a revolver and pointing it at George and the boys, then he walked up to them and removed their masks.
"Ahhh!", Orlanda gasped from where she stood, they were all his friends, she could recognize them.
The other guy from the car opened the backseat door, and a man slowly alighted. Well athletic built, long brown hair and very brown eyes, he also looked sturdy.
He was Carlson.
He majestically walked up to the boys.
"What were you guys about to do? r**e?", his deep voice asked.
"Ugh Sir… we… we…", that was George wanting to speak, but the cat caught his tongue,
