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Chapter 8

 

 

 

 

chapter eight

‘He’s awake! Oh, thank God,’ said Bridget. 

‘Keep it fucking down.’ That voice was gruffer. The man who’d refused to load the boy on the bus—and had probably been right not to do so... Andrew suspected that was to blame for the explosion. Timms, the soldier had been called. ‘We don’t want those bastards to find us again.’

Andrew was on the floor, lying down. It was dark, but only because there were no lights on, nothing to give away their position. Bridget helped him sit up. 

‘Are you okay, Andy?’ she asked in hushed tones. ‘You took quite a knock to the back of the head.’

He nodded, wished he hadn’t. If he could have touched his skull there he would’ve felt a lump, Andrew was certain of it. 

Bridget went on to explain what had happened since the bus. They’d managed to escape the Sleepers at the car park, making their way through the backstreets. 

‘The strange thing was none of the Sleepers we came across th
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