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Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Keep Reading ...
  64. Also by Derek Landy
  65. About the Publisher

Kelly frowned. “What’s Manimal?”

“It’s a show I was due to guest on that got cancelled before we filmed my episode,” Virgil explained as he made tea. “It was supposed to be the start of my comeback, but that’s fine, that’s the way it goes sometimes.”

“Why did he kill your neighbour?” Linda asked.

Virgil shrugged. “Robert Snyder was a thief. That’s not just my opinion: he’d been to jail for it. He probably stole something from Moreno, that’s what I think.”

“Or tried to,” said Linda, “and saw something he wasn’t supposed to.”

Virgil shrugged. “Maybe, yes.”

“Does he know you know?” Kelly asked.

“I don’t think I’d be alive today if he did.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure,” she said. “Why did he pick Javier’s face? Sounds like he wanted you to see.”

“He had no way of knowing I’d be looking out my window at that particular moment.”

“I don’t know, Virgil …”

“If he knows, he knows – so what? Nothing I can do about it. I’m not going to hide away in the town bunker. That’s not how I’m going to go out.”

“What do you know about Oscar Moreno?” Ronnie asked.

“Not a whole lot. I’ve passed his hardware store a thousand times, never been in. He lives on the other side of town, on Chester Road. We do have something in common, though – neither of us is from Desolation Hill originally. He married a widow after her husband died, moved into a house with a couple of kids and has pretty much been a stand-up guy about it all. Nobody we’ve spoken to had a single bad word to say about him.”

Ronnie nodded. “We’ve seen that before. Depraved killer establishes himself as a pillar of the community. It’s a common trait.”

Javier scowled. “You kids need a new line of work if these are the people you’re mixing with.”

“Every so often, we find someone worth the effort. Austin Cooke, for instance. We’re pretty sure the Narrow Man has him.”

Both Virgil and Javier froze.

“What … what’ll he do with him?” asked Javier.

Ronnie hesitated. “Eventually, he’ll kill him. We think. A kid goes missing around this time every year and they’re never seen again.”

“That’s true,” said Virgil. “Jesus, that’s all him? That’s all the work of one guy? I thought … I believed what the cops said. Accidents. Running away. All that crap. I believed them.”

“You couldn’t have known,” said Kelly.

“You said ‘eventually, he’ll kill him’,” Javier said. “What did you mean by ‘eventually’?”

“I mean we have no reason to believe that Austin is already dead,” said Ronnie. “In fact, we’re working on the basis that he’s alive.”

“So this is a rescue mission you’re on.”