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Chapters (81)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Contents
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  77. Glossary
  78. Dramatis Personae
  79. Keep Reading …
  80. The Skulduggery Pleasant series
  81. About the Publisher

“Got a message for you,” said the boy. “It’s about your wife. You’re never going to see her again so don’t bother looking.”

Bennet grabbed the boy, shaking him. “Who sent you?” he roared. “Where is she?”

Sebastian ran forward as the kid struggled.

“Let go of me, you spanner!”

Sebastian pulled Bennet back, forcing him to release his hold.

“Easy now,” he said. “Easy. Let’s all just calm down.”

The kid stared. “Why are you dressed as a bird?”

“I’m not,” Sebastian answered.

“Yes, you are. You have a beak.”

“I don’t have feathers, do I?”

The boy shrugged. “Some birds don’t have feathers.”

Beneath his mask, Sebastian frowned. “All birds have feathers. Feathers are what makes them birds.”

“What about the duck-billed platypus?” the boy asked. “That doesn’t have feathers. It has fur. What kind of duck has fur?”

“The duck-billed platypus isn’t a duck. It’s a platypus.”

“What’s a platypus?”

“It’s a monotreme,” Bennet said miserably. “A mammal that lays eggs.”

“Oh,” said the boy. He looked back at Sebastian. “Is that what you’re dressed as, then? A duck-billed platypus?”

“No,” said Sebastian. “I’m the Plague Doctor. You have information about this man’s wife? Where is she?”

“Don’t know,” the boy said. “But if he grabs me again I’m gonna deck him.”

Bennet reached for the kid. “Tell me where she is!”

“Get your hands off me, you psycho! I don’t know where your stupid wife is! I was paid to knock on this door and give that message to a guy named Bennet Troth, that’s all.”

“Who paid you?” Sebastian asked.

“Some guy.”

“What guy?”

“I don’t know who he was,” the boy answered. “He was in a big coat and hat. Huge hands. Didn’t see his face.”

“What did he tell you to say? Exactly?”

The boy sighed again. “He didn’t say anything. Two minutes ago I was walking along and he shoved a note and some money into my hands. The note said to tell this nutbag that he’ll never see his wife again, so to not bother looking. If I’d have known I’d be attacked for delivering a message, I’d have asked for more money.”

“Only two minutes? Which way did he go? What direction?”

“I don’t know.” The boy looked around, then pointed to a street. “He went down there, I think.”

“Then we might be able to catch him,” Sebastian said. “Bennet – how do I get up on to your roof?”

24

“Where are you taking me?” Valkyrie asked. Xena ignored her, went snuffling through the undergrowth until she’d found a scent she liked, then set off in pursuit. Valkyrie sighed, and walked after her.