"Chicken, both of them, but then you know all about chicken." He made clucking noises at Frank. The sirens wailed to a stop, but Greg paid no attention.
"FREEZE!" The Sheriff's bellow got the kid's attention. He turned to aim the g*n at the Sheriff. Frank looked at the kid. The kid is a jerk and a bully, but he doesn't deserve to die. He lunged up and grabbed the kid's arm and wrenched the g*n away and threw it into a corner. Greg swung at him and clipped his face. Frank threw the kid toward the Sheriff who caught him and had him on the ground in seconds.
The pain in Frank's shoulder suddenly got worse and he opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He fell back on the meteorite his blood running out across the stone. He felt some of the same connection he had the first
