Alex scowled. "But they're not doing anything. People are still popping up all over the place, and who knows when the next kid's getting killed? They've got us back and forth, but it's still not safe, and they're just patrolling and waiting on the next one to show up."
He huffed a breath, watching his mother tend the roast. "And if someone shows up who wants to kill somebody, what's going to stop them? A couple Aurors who might not even be in the right place anyway?"