We made it downtown only to find two vendors and a couple of teenagers on skateboards.
The orphan children would usually be playing around and causing trouble, but like last time they were nowhere in sight.
“Not again. Where could they have gone?” I said out loud by mistake.
“Who?” Mont asked, looking over at me.
“The orphans. Last time I came down here, they weren’t here either.”
Mont frowned and seemed to be thinking for a moment. “Maybe they found another place to wreak havoc on. You know those kids were always looking for trouble.”
I shook my head, sighing.
“I think that trouble might have found them this time. Think about it Mont. Have you ever seen them anywhere else but on this street every day? That means they must have shelter somewhere nearby.”
He shrugged his sho
