Chapter 12
And just like that—poof!—Jack and Loretta invaded our heads again, lifting us out of the woods and making their point about crime and homelessness. It was going to take wide-scale agreement and a sense of generosity to get any meaningful changes. The directors even threw in Kavi’s backpack and glasses when they returned us to the FCC stage. But they did not immediately release us into the wilds of the theater. The stage remained dark, and we remained immobilized.
The Hot Five were certainly relieved to be safe again, but no one expressed gratitude at that. In fact, Brisa was pissed.
“That’s it! I’ve had enough!” she yelled at our unseen captors. “None of these things are my problemas to solve.”
“Ah, ah, ah,” Jack warned duskily. “It’s talk like that that got you on our list
