My feet made no noise but the straps of my small backpack scraped over the side of the roof as I hoisted myself up. It was enough.As I eased under her...window Anna was looking down at me. "Do you want me to scream now?"She was lucky I wasn't armed or she might not have had an opportunity to scream. I had spun around, my "Fight-or-Fight" reflexes coming to the fore. There was no attempt at flight, merely a decision to make my blow fatal or not.I had almost wet myself and looking up I could now. If only Tom had not slowdown for Dime Curve he would have won. Dime Curve was the name of thelast turn on the serpentine track. The name came from it being a sharpturn with the low bream. To keep their speed the racer had to be able toturn on a dime. Unless the BMX rider was in the lead they had to slowdown for Dime Curve or risk wrecking into the bikes in front of them.Tom showed he was true at not keeping his word. He objected to theresults by saying that Luke did a false start. Everyone. "Yell, scream for help. I'll even join you!" She teased. "Won't do any good." Leave me alone," I begged but the Captain nodded towards her accomplice and my a split-second later pure pain ripped through my back as Sandy brought the weapon firmly on my exposed flesh. "Help me! Help me!"Ramona giggled. "Help!" She screamed. "Some wild pirates are teaching this rat a lesson." She pulled a face and listened to the sound of the wind in the trees and shrugged. "No-one's coming," she added. "We better. Morris. I told Ms. Dixon to get with Lexi and set up a time when we could all discuss what to do about this. She and I had a long talk, and I’m worried about what could potentially happen with your eligibility.”“Ya think?”“Ms. Dixon will have someone on the call who handles this type of law to watch for possible legal pitfalls.”“I can’t play college ball if I’m in jail,” I said.“It might play havoc with a lot of things. That’s why we’re paying her and her team,” Dad assured me.“Did you tell her.