Max Quick by Mark Jeffrey

Author:Mark Jeffrey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins

When they found Casey several blocks away, she was eating a hot dog.

“Casey!” Max said as he whooshed up. “Are you all right?”

She nodded mutely.

“Siren didn’t hurt you, did he?”

She shook her head. But Max wasn’t sure.

Then he was distracted. There was something about a man time-frozen near Casey. He looked familiar.

And did he just . . . blink?

No, of course not. It was just frayed nerves. He was being ridiculous.

Ian spoke to Casey now. “Max and I were talking, and we both think we should get out of here. For now, anyway. It’s just too dangerous here, out in the open, with all the centurions . . .”

Casey didn’t say anything at first. “Okay,” she said finally. On impulse, Max gave her a hug. She was stiff, and Max wondered if he’d done the right thing. Then she latched on to him, letting out a good cry.

“Oh . . . this is all so scary! I don’t know what we’re going to do!” she sobbed.

“I know,” Max said. “But we’re going to be okay. We just need some time to sort things out.”

“That’s going to be a lot harder than you think,” said a voice.

A hand grabbed Max by the neck and his stomach turned to icy fear. What was happening?

A time-frozen man next to Casey suddenly came to life like a mannequin set free by magic.

He moved.

He grabbed Casey by the shoulder and pulled her away from Max.

These men were only pretending to be time-frozen, waiting for us to get close enough . . .

Ian’s gaze darted between the two large men. No one had caught him yet. He could still run—but that would mean deserting Max and Casey.

“Ian! Run!” Max yelled. “It’s all up to you now! Go! Go! Go!”

Clearly not happy with this option, but seeing the logic of it, Ian drew his Serp blade and zipped down the street.

Max’s head was yanked back. To his dismay, he found himself looking up at the face of the very same man who had grabbed him back at the Starland Museum of Antiquities.

“Not happy to see me again, I’ll bet,” he said, grinning viciously.

Ian’s whoosh-blur hadn’t gone more than half a block when a golden whoosh-blur intercepted it.

Ian cried out in surprise.

“Ah. Mr. Mafdet. Nice catch,” the man holding Max called out. “Mr. Siren’s going to want to see these three right away.”

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