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  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
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51. The Temple of the Spider

52. The Devil Comes to Play

53. The End is Nye

54. The Deal

55. The Exiled

56. Toe to Toe

57. A World of Pain

58. Valkyrie’s Affliction

59. The Corpse Trail

60. Freaks

61. The Plan

62. The Knock on the Door

63. The City Below

64. Chasing Alice

65. The Second Test

66. Table Manners

67. Lightning

68. The Hourglass

69. Strange Bedfellows

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Also by Derek Landy

About the Publisher

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MEEK RIDGE

Image Missingive in the morning and Danny is up, rolling slowly out of bed, eyes half open as his bare feet touch the floorboards. Getting up this early is worse in the winter, when the cold threatens to push him back under the covers. Colorado winters are something to behold, as his dear departed dad would say, and Danny isn’t one to argue with his dear departed dad. But the summers are warm, and so he sits on the edge of his bed without shivering, and after a dull minute he forces his eyes open wide, stands up and dresses.

He goes downstairs, puts the coffee on while he opens the store. Five thirty every morning except Sundays, the General Store is open and ready for business. It was that way when Danny was a boy and his folks ran the place, and it’s that way now that Danny is twenty-seven and his folks are cold and quiet and lying side by side in the ground. On his more maudlin days, Danny also likes to think his dreams are buried down there with them too, but he knows this is unfair. He tried to be a musician; he moved to LA and formed a band and when it didn’t all happen the way he wanted he scampered back home to take over the family business.

He quit, and there’s no one to blame but himself.

By six, the town of Meek Ridge is awake. People stop by on the way to work, and he speaks to them with none of that easy patter his mom had been famous for. Back when she was alive, she’d talk the hind legs off a donkey, and she’d always be quick to crinkle up her eyes and laugh. His dad was more measured, more reserved, but people around here still liked him well enough. Danny doesn’t know what they think of him, the wannabe rock star who lit out as soon as he finished school and skulked back with his tail between his legs years later. Probably just as well.