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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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- Walter J. Freeman Adolescent Mental Health Unit – East Grinstead, UK
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- FIFTY-FIVE
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- SEVENTY-ONE
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- EPILOGUE
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Georgia: OK, count me in!
It was just before eight and Georgia was on foot, close to Isaac Newton Estate, as she felt her mobile vibrate. Dad Calling.
‘Cookie, I just got home. Where are you?’
‘Hey, Dad,’ Georgia said, walking slower and feeling guilty as she lied. ‘I’m going to Maya’s. Just a quiet night, watching a movie or something. I left a note on the dining table and a Pyrex in the fridge with that chilli bake Nan brought round.’
‘I’ve hardly seen you this week,’ John moaned. ‘I thought we might order pizza and find something on Sky Movies.’
‘Tomorrow’s Sunday,’ Georgia said. ‘I’m free all day.’
‘I’ve got to go into the workshop tomorrow,’ John replied. ‘Metro Powerlines sent a bunch of detailed queries about our survey drone proposal. Things are going to get sticky if we don’t win the contract, so your Uncle Phil and I are going to power through while the workshop is quiet and get back to them first thing Monday.’
‘Detailed questions must mean they’re taking your proposal seriously,’ Georgia pointed out.
‘Hopefully,’ John agreed. ‘If you’re not coming home, I might drive round and see your nan for an hour.’
‘I’m a bit late, Dad. I’d better go.’
Georgia felt anxious about the party and guilty for lying to her dad, but her mood improved as Maya answered her front door and gave her a hug.
‘Georgia girl, you scrub up nice!’
The scruffy little flat had kids charging around. Maya’s twelve-year-old brother kept peeking up from homework to ogle Georgia’s legs as she waited in the kitchen while Maya went upstairs for her coat.
Maya came down with her neighbour Amy and her older sister Courtney, who surprised Georgia with more hugs.
‘Gutted ’bout your sister,’ Courtney said. ‘She doctored me one time at hospital, when I busted my elbow.’
‘Really?’ Georgia said brightly, as Maya cuffed her brother around the head.
‘Eyes on homework, Kieran,’ Maya ordered.
‘Heading off, Mum!’ Courtney shouted into the living room, grabbing keys off the kitchen counter and smiling at Georgia as they stepped outdoors.
Georgia relaxed as the foursome headed across the estate, but the others were wearing jeans or leggings and she wondered if her black tights and skirt were overdoing it for a house party on the Isaac Newton Estate.