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The earth shuddered beneath their hands and knees, claws of fire ripped up from the horizon, and the sky itself warped inwards as Warren lay still on the ground, white and rigid as marble stone. He couldn't move. For as long as he could see the bindings of wire and scaffolds unravelling above...

Oscar's exaggerated snort ruffled the leaves that he buzzed through, leaving a little trail of turbulence in his wake. Oh, how he longed to just zip into the undergrowth and disappear from that girl's annoying voice. It was all wrong. She got everything wrong, wrong, wrong. Her one saving grace...

Well, there went Daryl. "Real useful, sonny," the woman scoffed when he turned tail. Leave that kid to run free after he'd caught the scent of blood? They had all had their first whiff of danger, but setting that little butcher on the loose was just adding fuel to the fire. He'd kill someone...

A moment ago, Kermit was sure that he could not walk. Now fear had offered itself to him as a crutch. Adrenaline pumped him up to his metal feet, back against the wall, broken bones rattling beneath ghastly white skin. He could go. Right now, oh, he could just get the hell out of here and...

Gloria did not have time to be grateful for how lucky her escape was. When that skinny little arm emerged from the tangle of dark grins and grabbing hands, she leapt back and watched the chaos that followed. Roxanne's shrieks of delight quickly turned urgent as teeth sank into her soft flesh...

Three clueless intruders. Countless strangers. A new arrival, an infamous killer, Britain's most wanted boy. What would happen if they were all to meet? Jackson's first guess was simple: chaos. But he did not have the fortune (or misfortune) of being able to watch everything fall together...

It took a clearing of the throat and a few seconds of nail-picking before Kermit leapt two foot back, suddenly aware that Malcolm was staring, Roxanne was jabbing a thumb in his side and the weird-looking dude with the green hair was waiting on a reaction. Well, he got his reaction. Kermit...

"Hey, you'd be faster if there was any space around here for you to stretch your wings. But actually, you're right. The boys aren't going to get this done by themselves... Well, Oscar isn't, anyway. Vinn looks like he knows what to do." "That's one way of describing it," Oscar muttered. He was...

"Dead!" Kermit almost tore holes in his pockets. "You're shittin' me, right? You've got to be kidding. If he's dead, then everything's been for squat, eveything we've been working on. I held on to that picture for fourteen odd years for nothing, it's not even useful as proof or... Great! Wait...

The doors were closed. The locks were fastened. The morning sun had cranked itself into a gap between clouds, and beneath the leaves and branches things were getting hot. Oscar could feel the moisture forming a thin film over his skin. Gross. But refreshing... Now that they were here, their...

Kermit found that his nervous laughter ended up carrying on for just a bit too long. Oh boy, this wasn't good... He had gone and got himself stuck grinning sheepishly at all of the advancing strangers. Two by the wall, one seriously pissed off by the door, and a couple of useless idiots slapping...

"Ya do realise, this would go a lot faster if you stood on your tip-toes." "I don't have tip-toes, idiot. You wanna go fast, make someone else do it." Gloria whipped an arm up to the side, barring Harrison's path. She could hear voices coming from around the corner, but that was hardly a...

Zebedee stumbled so quickly to his feet that his chair almost fell down with him, but Gloria's reflexes saved them both from an unpleasant meeting with the ground. She held him up by the wrist with a sturdy arm. He managed a spry sideways grin at Harrison. "Whoa, hold on for a second. Where do...

"Whatever she's doing can't be good," added Gloria. "Photographers at the window... We probably have a thousand and one people after us at the moment and they've seen our faces. Sethe, do you think that girl knows who you are?" "She will if she is worth half as much as that camera," the old...

The threat of the lightning flash had disappeared, as had the strange presence looming just out of sight. Zebedee dared to raise his head above the shelter of the table once more. With him came the wary, wild glare of Gloria's wide eyes. Nobody said another word - not for several seconds, at...