The Spook’s Revenge: Book 13 (Spooks) - Plot & Excerpts
My master and Grimalkin were already at the table, engaged in conversation. They were tucking into big plates of bacon and eggs. ‘Good news, lad!’ the Spook greeted me cheerfully. ‘The boggart’s back and it’s cooked us a hearty breakfast. My compliments to the cook!’ He looked towards the fireplace, where a fire was blazing, filling the room with warmth. The invisible boggart responded to his words with a faint purr. I took my place at the table with a barely perceptible nod to each of them. Then I reached across and heaped up my plate with eggs and bacon, cutting myself a thick slice of bread and butter. I ate in silence, barely listening to the conversation between the witch assassin and my master. The food was cooked to perfection, though not as piping hot as I liked it; I wished I’d come down earlier. ‘So are you in agreement with that, lad?’ asked the Spook. I looked up. I’d been concentrating on eating. ‘Am I in agreement with what?’ ‘Aren’t you listening?
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