Passenger by Andrew Smith

Author:Andrew Smith
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Young Adult, Azizex666, Science Fiction, Horror, Fantasy, Adventure, War, Thriller
ISBN: 9781250004871
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2012-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

We all saw it.

I shined my light directly at Quinn’s pale and expressionless face.

“That was a game, Quinn?” I said.

“I told you it was,” Quinn said. “We used to play like that down here.”

“You and someone named Billy?”

Quinn’s voice was low and unsteady. “I was just messin’ with you. Uh. Jack.”

Ben stormed toward us. Even in the starved light cast forward by the torches I could see the great clouds of dust he kicked up with his feet.

“He’s a fucking liar, Jack.”

“We shouldn’t have brought him,” Griffin said.

Quinn dropped his flashlight into the dirt and took off running, back in the direction of the ladder up to the firehouse. Maybe it was the darkness, but the kid seemed to almost fly.

Griffin grabbed the collar of Quinn’s T-shirt, and the entire thing ripped from Quinn’s bony and luminescent body as he struggled to get away. Ben launched himself at Quinn, wrapping both arms around his knees.

Quinn tried to kick free from Ben’s tackle, and his pants split right up the middle. He lost a shoe before Ben finally took the kid down.

Then Ben was all over Quinn, punching, pulling his hair, slapping him with such force it sounded like a toy cap gun from another time when kids played games that didn’t involve hanging their enemies’ heads from spikes on the wall.

“You fuckin’ kill that kid, you piece of shit, Red?” Ben panted and swung. “You fuckin’ kill your friend?”

Ben brought his knee up, again and again into Quinn’s balls.

“Get off him, Ben,” I said.

I didn’t care what Ben did to Quinn Cahill. I just didn’t want Ben to hurt himself.

“Ben?” I said.

Ben Miller shoved himself away from Quinn.

His arms were streaked with Quinn’s blood. Ben was a filthy, muddy mess. His eyes shone crazily like twin white stars in the dim light.

He said, “I think we should kill him, Jack. I’ll fucking kill him if you think we should.”

This is what Marbury does to boys like Ben.

I looked at Griffin. I was taking a vote, and Griff knew it.

Ben said, “We’d be better off if we just do it quick.”

Griffin shook his head.

“I don’t think we should kill him,” Griffin said.

I stood over Quinn. His eyes were shut. There was a cut along the swollen ridge of his left cheekbone. Ben had knocked the kid out.

I nudged Quinn with my foot.

“Get up, Quinn,” I said.

Ben walked out into the dark and threw up.

This is what Marbury does to boys like Ben.

I shined my light on Quinn.

The kid was a mess.

He lay on his side on the ground, curled up with both hands inside the rip in his jeans, holding his nuts.

“Get up,” I repeated.

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