Lethbridge-Stewart: The Forgotten Son Special Edition by Andy Frankham-Allen

Author:Andy Frankham-Allen [Frankham-Allen, Andy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-17T23:00:00+00:00

He perused the report once again, waiting for the phone call to be picked up on the other end. There was only one man he could talk to about this, the only officer of staff rank in a position to do something about it. And the man had failed to report in that morning – despite calling Corporal Wright the previous night.

Finally the phone was picked up.

‘Corporal Wright, has the colonel reported in yet?’

‘No, sir,’ came the quick reply. ‘Not since last night.’

‘I see. So we can assume he is still in the area of Liskeard?’ Hamilton considered that for the moment.

The trail of Staff Sergeant Arnold had dried up in Liskeard, and now Lethbridge-Stewart was in the area following a lead that he had failed to reveal. It was clearly connected, and almost certainly related to the report before him. The report was from the Vault, somewhere in Northumberland. Apparently the storemen had received

telephoned

orders

from

the

Vault

quartermaster, Captain Sam Hawkins, to transport the Yeti and other ephemera from the London Event to a place called Remington Manor, just a mile from Draynes Wood in Cornwall. Near Liskeard. The curious thing was that Hawkins insisted that he had given no such order.

Steps needed to be taken, and quickly. They could not afford another incursion like the recent one in London.

‘Wright, put Major Douglas on the line. It would appear Lethbridge-Stewart was right; the Great Intelligence is still out there, and it’s mobilising.’

*

George wasn’t liking this at all. All this time he’d believed it to be just a story. He’d never read any of Ray’s books, didn’t care for such novels, but he knew the story. And now it was real.

‘My son is up there,’ he said, his voice shaking more than he would have liked.

‘Your son is here.’ Alistair turned to Owain.

‘Not Owain, Lewis. He went there to look for Owain, I know it.’

‘Why would he do that?’

George looked at Owain, but his son had his head lowered. ‘Because Owain hasn’t been himself all week.

Neither of my boys have been.’

Henry spoke up. ‘It’s just boys turning to men, George.’

‘No it isn’t,’ Ray said. ‘You told us in the pub that Owain had been up at the Manor last weekend.’ He stabbed a finger at George. ‘I warned you all, but you just wouldn’t listen. Just think I’m the madman, the author and his crazy stories.’ He looked down at Henry sadly.

‘You knew I was telling the truth. Do you think I had forgotten that? Think I’d forgotten what happened at Alistair’s birthday party? But I left you be, let you live with your denial. But now you all know different.’

George didn’t want to admit it, but Ray was right.

Something had been wrong all week, ever since his boys had gone to the Manor. If this Hollow Man was real, then what else was real about the stories he’d heard? And Henry had known all this time. George wasn’t sure what angered him more; that he hadn’t listened to Ray, or that Henry had been keeping it all a secret for the last twenty years.

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