"Where is Tibbs?" Coach Bear shouted.
Alex continued his stretch, avoiding eye contact as Coach stopped in front of the players, hands on his hips, anger written all over his face.
"No one?" he asked. "No one knows where our running back is? How about we run laps until someone confesses?"
Jaxton kicked Alex’s ankle nonchalantly and gave him a look. Alex didn't care where Tibbs was, not after he interrogated him about Cash, but he didn't want to run any extra laps.
One of the seniors mumbled beneath his breath. "I think he was in the group of kids that went hunting for that thing last night."
Coach Bear swore underneath his breath. "You've got to be kidding me? When was the last time anyone saw him?"
One of the freshmen raised his hand. "This isn't first grade, son!" Coach Bear shou
