When we got to the Sheriff's department, Sheriff Silverman parked the car and the deputy parked in the stall right next to him. They let us out of their patrol cars and into the building. Noah didn't say anything. He barely looked at me. Then again, I barely looked at him. Once we got inside, they led us down the hall and, after buzzing us through some doors, led us to a holding cell in the back. Noah was led to one and me to another. Even though we’re siblings, I guess they still had to keep us separate.
"Sheriff, can't our mother come and get us?" Noah asked.
For a second I wondered if he forgot that my mom said she wouldn’t bail us out, but I realized he’s desperate to get out cause he remembered he’s wearing some ninja turtle PJ's.
"At six o'clock. That's about two hours away. Until
