The Disciple by Sarah Sheridan

The Disciple by Sarah Sheridan

Author:Sarah Sheridan [Sheridan, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloodhound Books


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Gareth Pendragon, alone in his hut, pulled his khaki rucksack from under his camp bed. Into it went clean underwear and socks, a jumper, T-shirt, trousers, his best knife, a bottle of water, his wallet, phone, charger and laptop. He now knew what he needed to do, and he needed to start it right away.

He hadn’t meant to overhear his father’s phone conversation with the hospital; he’d actually been going to Art’s study to see if they could discuss his ideas about the new webpage. Gareth loved technology and had taught himself to use some new software he thought would really make a difference; help present New Avalon in a much more modern, appealing way. His father seemed to have forgiven him for his transgressions, and Gareth was now allowing his arm to heal. But as he’d approached the closed study door in his father’s large hut – the grandest on site – he’d heard his father talking on the phone. Creeping closer until he was right next to the door, he held his breath, his ear close to the door. He’d discovered many titbits of information in the same way over the years.

‘So Lancelot died from an accidental drug overdose?’ His father’s voice sounded calm. Almost relieved. Hearing those words caused dizziness to overtake Gareth but he knew if he made a sound and was discovered Art would make sure his life wasn’t worth living. ‘Are you sure?’

There was a pause.

‘Okay, okay,’ his father said a minute or two later. ‘Thank you for letting me know the cause of death.’

Gareth stole away, having heard enough. His beloved, traitorous brother was dead. And he hadn’t had a chance to say goodbye or make things right after Lance’s sudden departure from home. His father had made sure he hadn’t, he was good at that sort of thing; the one time Gareth made it to London, his father had found out and been furious.

But now he was going to make Art proud, he was going to do something that would help soothe his father’s pain.

The truth was that he had a secret that not even King Arthur knew about. And now, hearing about Lance, he found he suddenly had enough wild energy to see it through.

A splinter of fear dug into his insides and he chastised himself for being a wimp and a coward. No, that was the old Gareth, he told himself. The new one was as brave as the knight he really was. Acting fast would quell the ounce of dread in him, he thought, the weak side of him he’d always allowed to rule his choices before. When Lance had lived at New Avalon he’d always been the daredevil out of the two of them, always ready to be spontaneous and take chances. Gareth remembered the time when Lance climbed onto the roof of the Great Hall when his father was up at the town. ‘Come up here and join me,’ he’d shouted down to his brother. ‘Come on, you’ll love it.



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