Lucy-Anne said. “He knows. He…” She trailed off, confused and scared. “I didn't see Andrew,” Jack said. But did I see someone with her? Just for a moment? “He came with me. From Hampstead Heath. Rook and I went there to find him, and Nomad was there, and Rook fell and I ran, but then Andrew came to me and he's…dead, but not gone. Not quite gone. He brought me down here…and I dreamed I'd meet you all here!” She went from confused to delighted, her expression changing in a flash as she looked from Jack to Sparky to Jenna. Then her smiled dropped again as if punched from her face. “There's a bomb!” “We know,” Jenna said. She held Lucy-Anne and it was strange to see. The girl they all knew was not someone to be held or pitied. “The Choppers planted it, Miller triggered it. We've got maybe eleven hours.” “You know?” Lucy-Anne asked. “Why? Who's Miller? How did you find out?”
