Chapter 11
School ended, Yancy was behind me. But the escape wasn't over. Grover, my "best friend," grew increasingly nervous, muttering about "them" and "protection." On the bus ride to my mom's apartment on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, New York City of East 104th and 1st Street.
I saw it: a shadow, impossibly large, moving along the tree line, keeping pace with the bus. My perception, enhanced by Ki and Chakra, screamed danger.