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Chapters (81)
  1. Contents
  2. Books by Charlie Higson
  3. Praise for Charlie Higson’s writing:
  4. ST GEORGE
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. THE HUNTER
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. 19 DAYS EARLIER
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Chapter 40
  47. Chapter 41
  48. Chapter 42
  49. Chapter 43
  50. Chapter 44
  51. Chapter 45
  52. Chapter 46
  53. Chapter 47
  54. Chapter 48
  55. Chapter 49
  56. Chapter 50
  57. Chapter 51
  58. Chapter 52
  59. Chapter 53
  60. THE RACES
  61. Chapter 54
  62. Chapter 55
  63. Chapter 56
  64. Chapter 57
  65. Chapter 58
  66. Chapter 59
  67. Chapter 60
  68. Chapter 61
  69. Chapter 62
  70. Chapter 63
  71. Chapter 64
  72. Chapter 65
  73. Chapter 66
  74. Chapter 67
  75. CLOSING
  76. Chapter 68
  77. Chapter 69
  78. Chapter 70
  79. Follow Penguin
  80. THE BEGINNING
  81. PENGUIN BOOKS

Brooke took a few paces from under the climbing rose and stood in the sun. Lewis realized he hadn’t seen her here in the garden before. She spent all her time with Macca …

He felt suddenly cold.

‘Is he asleep?’ he asked. Brooke shook her head, said nothing, looked like she’d crack into pieces if she tried to speak.

Ed put his arms round her and she collapsed against his shoulder, shaking with sobs.

So that was it then. The holiday was over.

Chapter 44

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‘We’re thinking we’re going to stay here.’

‘Yeah? You sure? We could really use you guys.’ Ed looked at Trinity. He was still trying to get his head round the memory of the little guy on their back coming alive.

‘Well, you’ll have to admit we haven’t exactly been a lot of help so far,’ said Trio, and she looked down at her feet embarrassed.

‘You mean Macca?’ Ed asked.

‘Yeah.’

‘To be fair, you did try to warn us.’

‘It wasn’t good enough.’

Ed shrugged. He wasn’t going to argue the point.

‘The thing is,’ said Trey. ‘We think we can be more use here. There’s so much Amelia knows, and together with what we know about Promithios, and, well, how we are and everything.’

‘It’s your decision.’ Ed turned away. He was trying to get the car ready. Packing supplies into the boot. Trinity followed him, walking fast on their two good legs.

‘Amelia’s old,’ said Trey. ‘She might not live much longer. This is our last chance.’

‘Last chance of what?’ Ed asked, hefting a box of beans that Amelia had given him into the back of the car.

‘Of finding a cure,’ said Trio.

‘You really think that’s possible?’ Ed stopped what he was doing.

‘There’s a chance,’ said Trey. ‘A chance we might be able to work out a way to fight this thing. It’s got to be worth it.’

‘You mean it’s more important than chasing off around the countryside looking for Ella?’

‘That’s not what we meant,’ said Trey.

‘It’s true, though.’ Ed held out his hands in a hopeless, empty, gesture. ‘I don’t even really know myself why I’m doing this. So I’m not arguing with you. You’re right. Stay here. Talk to Amelia. Work out a way to kick the disease in the balls. Do it for Macca, and all the other kids who’ve died. Once we’ve found Ella – if we find Ella – we’ll come back and pick you up before heading back into town.’

Ed smiled, trying to reassure Trinity. It all seemed so simple and straightforward. But so far one of them had been killed and they hadn’t even begun to look for Sam’s sister.