Timidly, Sarah approached Natalie and let her carry her outside. Lance didn't miss the tears in Natalie's and Sarah's eyes as they brushed past him.

"Look, man, I didn't know she was in the back of the truck!" Devin protested.

Lance shook his head. "Don't say another word, Dev."

He then cuffed the young man, hands in front, as he read him his rights. To his credit, Devin accepted his fate without much in the way of protest. Taking him by an elbow, Lance walked him to one of the other waiting patrol cars. He could wait until Dev got to the station to question him. Seeing Natalie in another car with Sarah sitting sideways on her lap, he started walking towards her, but she only shook her head "no."

"Later," Natalie mouthed. Lance nodded in understanding.

It was another hour or so before everyone was safely back at the precinct. Natalie was in one room, discussing Sarah's case with someone from Child Protective Services while Lance was in another, questioning Devin. With his attorney present, naturally. It had made both Natalie and Hauldren hit the roof that Lance had waited until council arrived.

"I didn't mean to shoot him," Dev was saying. He gestured to the various gashes up and down his arms. "But the guy came at me with a knife."

"Why were you there in the first place?" Lance asked.

"I didn't know he was home," Devin answered. "I just needed some extra cash."

"Why did you bring a gun?"

"It was Grandpa's. I took it more to scare people. How was I supposed to know it was loaded? I didn't think it even worked."

"Why did you need money, Devin?"

"Meth," he admitted softly. "I started using when I needed a way to stay up for finals. I guess I got hooked pretty quick. You're not going to tell Grandpa, are you?"

"No," Lance replied. "But I think you should."

Devin stared down at the tabletop in silence.

"Tell me about Sarah."

"I didn't hurt her! I swear!"

Lance gestured for him to slow down. "I'm not saying you did, but how did she end up with you?"

"She climbed in the back of the truck when I was at the house," Devin replied. "I didn't know she was there until I got out."

"Why not take her down to the precinct?"

"I knew you'd be looking for whoever shot that guy," Devin answered. "And I knew I'd get charged the second I showed face."

"Satisfied, Detective?" the defense attorney asked.

"Yeah, he still needs to go through booking, though," Lance answered. "He probably won't be arraigned until Monday."

Once Devin was booked and taken to one of the holding cells, Lance wandered back around to where Natalie was still talking to Sarah. Though they were still talking in French, Lance had no problems understanding them. He stood by the speaker outside the room, and watched them through the one-way glass as Sarah told Natalie what happened. Luckily, he had missed most of the more gruesome accounts.

"Monsieur Devin was nice," Sarah said in French. "He bought me new clothes. They still had tags on them. He even bought me a dolly."

"Did he ever ask you to do bad things?" Natalie asked in her own French.

"No!" Sarah insisted. "He got angry with me when I tried to..."

Lance breathed a sigh of relief. Devin wasn't a bad kid. He'd just gotten mixed up with meth and ended up in the wrong situation. He made a mental note to talk to the judge about leniency when it came to arraignment and sentencing. He was pretty sure that between what happened with Johnson, he and Mooney could straighten up the kid pretty quick.