“It’s definitely sort of different,” Kel said to Terry when he and the others met up again at the end of the mall later that afternoon.
“But not enough to fool anyone?” Terry wanted to know, running his fingers through his now brown hair.
“Oh, it would if they didn’t know you.”
“That’s what we’re going for,” Rudy said. “It helps hide him if your dad sends someone looking for you. They’d be working from pictures and his description of both of you. Just do not let the cops get their hands on you.”
Terry snorted. “Not planning on it.”
“Ter,” Rudy said sternly, “given how we earn money there’s always a chance the cops will hassle you—or worse if they’re in a bad mood. Count yourself lucky they didn’t do that today.”
“Yeah, I guess I knew that. I saw a couple of them give us more than one
