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- Cover
- Title Page
- Dear Reader …
- Also by Robert Muchamore
- PART ONE
- Walter J Freeman Adolescent Mental Health Unit – East Grinstead, UK
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- TWELVE
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- FOURTEEN
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- TWENTY
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- PART THREE
- Walter J. Freeman Adolescent Mental Health Unit – East Grinstead, UK
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- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
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- SEVENTY
- SEVENTY-ONE
- SEVENTY-TWO
- SEVENTY-THREE
- EPILOGUE
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‘So, you’re an art-school girl,’ Julius said cheerfully. ‘With the paint under your nails and everything.’
Georgia buried her hands. ‘I picked art because I’m determined not to turn into Sophie. But I’m a geek at heart and I’m thinking of packing it in to do physics. How about you? How’s Switzerland?’
‘Mountains and cuckoo clocks,’ Julius joked.
‘Your Artificial Intelligence course?’
‘The social side is a blast and the work’s easier now my French has improved. Basically, anything that keeps me out of Akure is good.’
‘I thought you were doing good deeds there,’ Georgia said.
Julius shrugged. ‘I was the biggest donor to Remi Balogun’s governorship campaign, but he still got his ass kicked by Rotimi Rotimi Jr. I had better luck turning the Arctic Zoo penguin pool into a skate park.
‘It’s actually funny, because they’ve built fancy new apartments all over the old zoo site, but in the middle of it all, there’s my park full of graffiti and shady kids. It’s only the second skate park in Nigeria, so yeah, I’m proud.’
‘Pretty special,’ Georgia agreed. ‘And the family?’
‘Gabe’s at The Hall and seems to be sticking his dick in everything. I’m gonna visit him while I’m over. Mum’s richer and dodgier than ever. Rotimi thought he was on to a good thing, getting a cut of my mum’s textile business, but it took her about six months to turn tables and sink hooks into him.’
‘How is she with you?’
‘Split,’ Julius said, smiling awkwardly. ‘On one hand, I’m the brainy one. I got her out of jail when SJ almost had her beat and she says she wants me to take over the business some day. But she won’t accept that I’m gay … How are your lot?’
‘Dad’s off all over the world, running one of the top teams in the World Drone Racing league. He’s happy. Wants me to try out as a pilot, but I didn’t delete all my social media and spend three years keeping out of the limelight to do something that will create headlines.’
‘I was sorry to hear about your nan,’ Julius said.
‘Thanks,’ Georgia said, shaking her head. ‘At least she didn’t suffer.’
Georgia tried to catch the eye of a waiter, but he sailed by.
‘Did you bring my book?’ Julius asked.
Georgia looked embarrassed as she grabbed a paperback out of the canvas bag hooked on the back of her seat.
The cover said No.1 Bestseller – Now in Paperback. The Last Word, Georgia Pack, while the picture had Georgia in a fake police mugshot.
‘A riveting insight into the mind of an ordinary teenager in extraordinary circumstances, the Sunday Times,’ Julius said, reading the quote on the back as Georgia shielded the book in fear that someone would spot it and recognise her.