Chapters (50)
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- Dedication
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- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Agent Cole looked down for a moment, then stood up and went back to sit behind the desk. “Do you know what’s going on in London right now?” she asked.
The alert on Dr. Opps’s phone came to mind, but Fort shook his head. “No. They don’t let us watch the news or anything.”
“Sierra and Damian somehow made it on an international flight, but we were waiting for the plane when it landed. They evaded capture but haven’t left the airport yet. I have four squads of agents going terminal by terminal at Heathrow, all wearing these.” She pulled on the amulet chain she had around her neck. “No one’s being let in or out until we find Sierra and Damian.” Her phone buzzed, and she picked it up. “Ah, they’ve swept terminals four and five, and are moving on to three.” She looked at Fort. “Like I said, this will all go easier on you if you cooperate. We’re going to find her and the boy. But if you help us…”
Fort gripped the chair even tighter and shook his head. “Last I saw or heard from Sierra, she and Damian were leaving the old school,” he said quietly. “Other than that, I have no idea what you’re talking about, with any of this.”
She studied him for a moment, then shrugged. “Fair enough! Listen, I hope you’re telling the truth, I really do. I don’t see that as a possibility, but until I find those books, I can’t prove anything.” She paused. “Well, that’s not entirely true. I’m told some of these memory wipes turn out to be just temporary, so I’m sure Dr. Oppenheimer and Colonel Charles will be glad to volunteer anything they remember. And you, of course, should do the same.”
Fort barely remembered to nod, busy wondering what would happen if either of the two headmasters could recall what had happened the night before.
“Don’t worry about your room, by the way,” she said, opening one of Colonel Charles’s drawers. “We’ll put everything back where we found it. Got to run a tight ship here at the Oppenheimer School, you know!”
“Thanks,” Fort said, still distracted.
“Oh, and since you say you’ve just had your mind taken over by a fugitive,” Agent Cole said, pulling out another amulet from the desk. “I’m going to need you to wear this at all times. I’ll alert all the guards to make sure you’ve got it on, just in case she tries again.” She held it out to Fort, and he slowly took it.