Chapters (88)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dear Reader …
- Also by Robert Muchamore
- PART ONE
- Walter J Freeman Adolescent Mental Health Unit – East Grinstead, UK
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- PART TWO
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- PART THREE
- Walter J. Freeman Adolescent Mental Health Unit – East Grinstead, UK
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- PART FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- SIXTY-EIGHT
- SIXTY-NINE
- SEVENTY
- SEVENTY-ONE
- SEVENTY-TWO
- SEVENTY-THREE
- EPILOGUE
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‘I’ve coached a lot of rough lads,’ Mr Apple said. ‘I never saw that violence in you. You were always off with your head in the clouds.’
‘I hate violence,’ Julius said strongly.
Mr Apple tried to break the tension with a joke. ‘Mr Ng’s filing cabinet isn’t doing great either …’
Julius smiled slightly. ‘Did you want a drink, sir?’
‘Well hydrated, thank you, Julius. The senior staff asked me to visit, because we need to discuss your next steps.’
‘Am I expelled?’ Julius asked.
‘Since your fees weren’t paid for this term, you’re what’s known as a pupil on credit. We’re not formally expelling you, but we won’t be letting you back.’
‘I can hardly complain after what I did,’ Julius said solemnly.
‘It’s a shame,’ Mr Apple said. ‘I don’t understand everything that’s been going on in your life, but I sensed the school suited you well.’
‘I liked it,’ Julius agreed. ‘I’m sorry I messed up …’
‘Have you been in touch with your family?’
‘Nobody who matters,’ Julius said. Then joked, ‘It’s good to feel loved and wanted.’
Mr Apple gave a shifty look, like he didn’t want to say what was coming next.
‘The Freeman Unit is a few miles from Dormansland Hall, so we’ve sent troubled pupils here before. But parents are expected to pay for treatment, just like any other extra.
‘Unfortunately, the school feels they are unlikely be repaid and is only willing to fund your stay here for three more days.’
‘I didn’t want to come here, but group therapy has started helping me get my head around things.’
Mr Apple nodded sympathetically. ‘The school has to notify UK Immigration when a student on an education visa leaves. Do you have family here?’
‘Not permanently,’ Julius said.
‘I’m no immigration lawyer, but if your mother is in prison and your family have cut you off, you might be able to claim refugee status. Otherwise, you’ll have two weeks to get your affairs in order and fly home. Is there a responsible adult who’ll take care of you in London? If there isn’t, I’ll have to notify social services.’
Julius didn’t like the sound of social services, or immigration.
‘I’ll be well looked after in Chelsea,’ Julius lied. ‘And I have money for my flight.’
‘I guess you’ll head home then,’ Mr Apple said. ‘I brought a big bag with the rest of your things from school. The big Irish nurse said she has to search all luggage for contraband. She’ll bring it to your room later.’
‘Right,’ Julius said.
‘Well,’ Mr Apple said, glancing at a wrist with no watch on it. ‘I need to get back to set up inter-house hockey.’
The teacher gave Julius a clammy handshake, then bashed his leg on the next table as he walked away.