Chapters (81)
- Contents
- Books by Charlie Higson
- Praise for Charlie Higson’s writing:
- ST GEORGE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- THE HUNTER
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- 19 DAYS EARLIER
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- THE RACES
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- CLOSING
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Follow Penguin
- THE BEGINNING
- PENGUIN BOOKS
‘I couldn’t get down,’ Isaac replied. ‘I tried and tried, but there were always grown-ups there. Waiting. Some even tried to climb up. I couldn’t see into the barn, didn’t know what was happening inside. But I had to watch it all, the grown-ups outside, circling, clawing at the walls. Then there was that massive fire. I thought they’d all be burned. There were so many, though. You couldn’t count them. I saw Daniel come out. I tried to shout to him …’ Isaac trailed off into silence.
‘It was horrible,’ Ella said quietly. ‘I’m sorry about your friends.’
‘I saw Sonya and Louisa this morning,’ said Isaac. ‘I didn’t sleep all night. There were grown-ups still around. The girls got away just as the dogs arrived. I shouted to them. They ignored me. Luckily the dogs chased off the rest of the grown-ups. I guess they were scared of an army, but not a few stragglers.’
‘Harry died,’ said Ella.
‘Oh.’ Isaac looked away. Not wanting to show Ella his tears. ‘We were at school together,’ he said, then sniffed and went all serious.
‘I’m heading back to Bracknell. You need to come with me.’
‘I can’t.’
‘It’s too dangerous to stay here, Ella.’ Isaac looked desperate to get away.
‘I can’t leave Scarface,’ said Ella. ‘He’s my friend. He’s too badly hurt to go fast.’
Isaac took hold of Ella and dragged her a little way away so that Scarface couldn’t hear them.
‘You have to leave him. We have to go right now.’
‘I can’t.’ Ella was shaking her head. ‘He saved me. He looked after me. Now I have to look after him.’
Isaac laughed. He sounded slightly crazy, almost crying.
‘Just leave him,’ he said. ‘You have to. He’s just a –’
‘Just a what?’
‘He’s one of them,’ said Isaac. ‘If you bring him with us they’ll just kill him when we get there.’
‘Then I’m staying here,’ said Ella. ‘We’ve got another hiding place.’
‘Where?’
Ella remembered what Scarface had said – that she mustn’t tell him anything. But Isaac could help them. Maybe if she just told him a little.
‘In the woods,’ she said. ‘Will you help us before you go?’
Isaac thought for a second.
‘Come on then,’ he said, walking back and taking hold of Scarface. ‘Let’s do this.’