Savannah looked again at her grandmother but it was clear there was no escaping the uniformed officers nervously watching from the door. They had yet to enter but it was clear they were at something of a loss. Clearly this was not the situation they were expecting.
“Don’t touch me, you old hag,” Tony threatened when the social worker tried to approach again.
“Tony, come here,” Savannah said stepping toward their bedroom still holding Gabriella. “Carlos, you too. Come on.”
The boys reluctantly retreated with her. Ducking into the bedroom they slammed the door closed and locked it but it wouldn’t be much of a hindrance to the officers once they were called into action. Savannah sat Gabriella on the bed and dried her tears talking soothingly.
“What the heck is this all about?” Carlos dem
