Changeling Dark Moon by Feasey Steve

Author:Feasey, Steve [Feasey, Steve]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780330511674
Publisher: Children's Books
Published: 2011-09-19T17:03:49.706000+00:00

‘Who on earth was that calling you at this time in the morning?’ Trey asked Tom as he entered the kitchen.

‘Just somebody that needed to update me on something,’ the Irishman said with a frown, glancing at his watch. ‘More to the point, what the hell are you doing up at this hour? You don’t normally crawl from your pit for at least another five or six hours. Was your bed on fire or something?’

It was five o’clock in the morning. The blackness visible behind the shuttered windows was absolute – there was no street lighting, or indeed any of the light pollution from offices, cars and houses that Trey was used to, living in the big city – just a complete darkness without any source of light to fix upon.

‘Couldn’t sleep,’ Trey said.

‘That’s understandable. Nerves get the best of everyone, Trey. I myself get the heebie-jeebies before going into something like this.’

They both turned round in surprise at the sound of somebody else coming into the kitchen. Alexa was leaning in the doorway, glistening tears tracking down her cheeks. ‘I’ve just had a phone call from Dr Tremaine.’ She cocked her head to one side and stared at Tom accusatorily.

‘I asked them not to call you,’ Tom said in a low voice, holding her stare. ‘I didn’t want you to panic if he took a turn for the worse.’

‘I guessed you might do that so I spoke to Dr Tremaine before we left and left direct instructions to ignore any orders that you might have given to that effect.’

Tom slowly nodded his head.

Alexa looked down at the mobile phone on the table in front of the Irishman. ‘They called you first,’ she said.

‘Will somebody please tell me what is going on here?’ Trey said, looking between the two.

‘They called from London. Lucien’s condition has deteriorated and they don’t think he’ll survive for very much longer.’

‘How long has he got?’

‘They’re not certain. Two days? A week at best.’

A silence hung over them all as they considered what Tom had just said. Trey stared at the table, picturing Lucien lying in the room in London surrounded by machines.

‘We need to get to Leroth,’ he said.

‘We will,’ Tom growled, getting up and retrieving three cups from the cupboard over the sink. ‘We’ll get that Globe and get back to London in time to use it to heal Lucien. I won’t hear of any other outcome to this mission. We leave tonight as soon as it’s dark. I’m waiting on one final delivery – a piece of equipment that I’ve ordered. Then I think we’re ready to go.’

‘You might as well make me one of those as well,’ Charles said from the hallway. He walked up to stand behind Alexa. ‘Looks like we’re not going to get any more sleep today so we might as well have a decent cup of tea. I’ll rustle us up a good breakfast.’

Trey’s definition of a good breakfast did not consist of anything as seemingly inedible as pickled herrings and a hard bread that he would have labelled as stale and consigned to the bin.

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