Chapter 9Teo stood in the doorway of the bedroom, watching Antonio huddled under his blanket. He’d said very little after Ryan had arrived, though the first thing he’d done was pull the boy off Charger and squeeze him until Antonio gasped for relief. He wasn’t sure what to say just yet. Punishment would have to be doled out, but he didn’t want to do that until tomorrow. His mind was still too awash with the fears the day had wrought for him to think clearly.
So he’d taken Antonio home, checked him over to make sure he was as unharmed as he claimed, watched him scarf down a peanut butter and banana sandwich and a glass of milk, then hustled him off to bed. Clay was giving him the next morning off to deal with it, but Teo had every intention of going out at the crack of dawn to hunt down Cl
