‘I don’t have time to mess around,’ Simone said. ‘I found three seats on a plane to the UK.’ She raised her head and concentrated and Freddo appeared at one side of the room. ‘There are soldiers coming. You need to be quick.’ Greg raced into the bedroom and came back holding Matthew, with Andrew and Mark — the boys who’d been held and tortured by demons in the past — following. Colin held back, but Amanda’s youngest, David, followed. Greg gently put Matthew onto Freddo’s back, then lifted David to sit behind him. ‘That’s too many,’ Simone said. ‘They’re too young to go without their mothers. I can only take two boys and one mother.’ Jennifer and Amanda shared a look. ‘You go with Matthew,’ Amanda said. ‘He’s the youngest.’ ‘I can’t leave Colin and Andrew,’ Jennifer said. ‘I won’t leave my boys!’ ‘Take Andrew too,’ Colin said. ‘I’ll be fine, Mum. I’m nearly eighteen, and I’ve been trained. I can handle myself.’ ‘No, I’m staying with Mark,’ Andrew said, putting his hand on his cousin’s shoulder.
