‘She heard Shackleton planning it all. What more proof does she need that we’re not the ones they should be fighting?’ I watched her scrape the last few dregs of porridge from the bottom of her bowl. We’d only been up for an hour or so, but I’d already lost count of how many times we’d circled ar...
He listened to the whole thing without interrupting, although that may have been because he was too weirded out to speak. After ten minutes of talking, I looked up to find myself standing at the bike racks outside the front office. I’d hardly even noticed where I’d been walking. We chained up our...
She opened it up on the coffee table, dumping out a bike pump, a pocket knife, a water bottle, a box of matches, a coil of rope, a notepad and pen, the bike track map from yesterday, some sandwiches, and a torch. ‘You really think we’re going to need all that?’ I asked, popping some more painkill...
It was bucketing down by the time we got there. On the plus side, this meant the streets were all but deserted – no sane person would be out here in this. But the pouring rain also meant that we couldn’t count on Reeve waiting around for long. Assuming he’d come out here in the first place. Assum...
