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
- Discover more books and sign up to the Robert Muchamore mailing list at muchamore.com
- Have you read KILLER T?
- 1 SLASHED RUBBER
- 2 NOT HARRY POTTER
‘Must have been drunk,’ Georgia said, smiling cheekily as her dad stepped out of the kitchen doorway for a quick hug.
She felt like a little girl again as his big hand pressed between her shoulders.
‘You get one free pass, because you’re a good kid and it’s been a rough few weeks. And don’t say anything about this to your mother.’
‘Love you, Dad.’ Georgia smiled.
‘Back at you,’ John said. ‘And I had an email from the organisers of Rage Classic. They said they’re sorry you missed out because of your bereavement and they want to offer you direct entry to next year’s final.’
Georgia’s head was fuzzy, but her dad had just been super-nice and next year was way off.
‘That’s really cool of them,’ Georgia said, then pointed up the stairs. ‘Gotta pee.’
John had left for the workshop when she came back down, dressed for self-pity in a big orange hoodie, with damp hair and a ball of evil-smelling laundry. He’d left the TV at the end of the dining table on and Sunday Politics was showing as Georgia stuffed the washing machine.
Normally she’d have gone straight for the off switch, but Georgia was curious after her meet-up with Zac the day before.
The screen showed protestors being chased by police outside a council building, cutting to a shot of a cop being hit by a flying traffic cone, then to an enormous woman yanking a man in a suit and helmet off his bicycle and screaming, ‘Dirty fascist! What about the kids and pensioners?’
‘Similar scenes were played out in Liverpool and Leicester,’ the voiceover purred. ‘In Truro, the budget meeting had to be abandoned after protestors blockaded the town hall, preventing councillors from entering the building. This week, the focus turns to the south-east, with police on alert for trouble as the leaders of twenty-six councils and all thirty-two London boroughs meet to agree budgets.
‘Joining me in the studio to discuss the budget protests are Diane Mooney, our local government minister, along with Vincent Ludsthorp, a spokesperson for the National Public Service Union. Mr Ludsthorp says many of his members face job losses and pay cuts under the new budgets, and he spent the early hours of Thursday in a police cell after being arrested outside Harrogate town hall.
‘Minister, I want to begin with a question for you. How can a government, elected less than eighteen months ago with promises to improve public services, bring in cuts described as the biggest in a generation? Have you betrayed the people who voted for you?’
NINETEEN
The Healing Prayer Church began in an abandoned three-hundred-seat cinema. Now its main Sunday service took place inside The Cross, a purpose-built arena that could seat four and a half thousand and beamed the service to hundreds of thousands more across West Africa.