rescue you.â
âRescue me? What from?â asked Clara and then, looking at Louise, âWhoâs she? Is she OK?â
Louise didnât look OK. She was holding onto the sundial for support and her face had become as pale as Johnnyâs and Claraâs. âIâm looking for Peter ⦠Peter Dalrymple,â she said. âThey took him a month ago.â
Clara scrunched up her face, concentrating hard. âShort, brown hairâposh boy?â she said. Louise nodded. âYeahâhewas here,â Clara continued. âHe didnât last long.â
âThey killed him?â Johnny and Louise asked together.
Clara put her hands on her hips. âWhat is it with you two? Donât be sillyâhe wasnât good enough.â Johnny and Louise exchanged dark glances. âLook,â said Clara, âitâs very competitive at Proteus: âfitter than the fittest.â Iâve lasted longer than anyone. Heâll have gone off to Triton.â When neither Johnny nor Louise showed any sign of understanding her, Clara added, âItâs another schoolâI think itâs in Wales.â
Louise didnât look convinced. She turned to Johnny. âPeterâs goneâyouâve found her. Câmon letâs go, before the pigs find us.â
âWho are the pigs?â Clara asked.
âPigs in suits,â Louise said urgently. âThey take kids and bring them here.â
âI rather think she means us.â The voice belonged to a tall man in a black suit whoâd just walked into the central clearing.
âStevens!â Johnny recognized the man from his mumâs hospital.
Stevens smiled coldly at him. âJohnny Mackintosh flies straight into our spiderâs web,â he said, before sticking a finger in his ear and adding âboth children are secure ⦠with an unwanted stray from the village. Request permission to terminate ⦠thank you.â Stevens turned toward Louise and pulled a weapon out from a holster inside his suit. âYou know youâre not meant to come here, silly girl.â
âNo!â Clara shouted. Louise was rooted to the spot by the sundial, but Clara ran between her and Stevens and shouted, âWhat on earth are you doing?â
âIf only you knew, Miss Clara,â Stevens said coldly. âOut of the way.â
âI wonât,â Clara said, stubbornly refusing to move. âDonât hurt her.â
âShe doesnât concern you. Now your brotherâs decided tocome and visit us youâre going on a little journey. People in high places are very interested in him. And youâll be the icing on the cake.â Clara didnât budge; Stevens squeezed the trigger of his weapon and a beam of green light shot past her shoulder, just missing Louise and setting fire to a hedge behind. Before the man could take aim again, a gray and white missile hurtled at him from behind, knocking him to the ground.
âBentley!â shouted Johnny. The sheepdog wrestled with Stevens, shaking his head from side to side. Stevens, his suit being torn to shreds, managed to get both hands around Bentleyâs neck and began to throttle the dog while lifting him away. Then Rusty appeared, clamping her jaws onto Stevensâs arm. There was a horrible soundâa sharp snap from beneath the blur of canine limbsâthat echoed along the valley. Rusty jumped away and ran from the clearing, while Bentley stood over the motionless figure.
âQuickâweâve got to get out of here,â said Louise. âTheyâll all be coming now.â
âIâm not going anywhere till you tell me whatâs going on,â said Clara, looking anxiously at Stevensâs limp body. âYou might have killed a Protector. Iâve never met you before, you breeze into my school giving orders â¦â She looked at Louise, ââ¦
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