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Keeping low and focused on the vibrations, he reached the edge of the park and pushed into the hedging and out the other side, onto the edge of the long, molehill-pocked meadow.
As he ran for the distant curve of the coastal cliff, Lucas realised the shifting of soil and sand and grit in these parts had been whispering a story to him for the past two days. Sometimes the patterns he was chasing were part of a much bigger picture โ something heโd been getting shown for maybe hours or days before he truly focused on it.
The sink hole; the way it had opened up, the land dropping down into the cavern below with a sigh that seemed like reliefโฆ a release of tension held in check for decades. Something waiting to be resolved; to find its settling point; its resting place.
This had meant something and maybe, if he hadnโt been busy rescuing those stupid teenagers from their own folly, he might have picked it up then and acted sooner. It wasnโt that dowsing foretold the future โ he was no clairvoyant โ but it did sometimes give him a warning. The patterns of frequency, the whirls and lines of fourth-dimensional energy, the almost audible hum and crackle of it allโฆ these suggested the shape of things to come, like weather forecasts on the radio. If you were paying attention โ and properly tuned in โ you could learn a lot; plot a better course across the hours ahead.
But he had been obsessing about Kateโฆ and then getting distracted by sex. Not until this morning, when Sid had conveyed the sense of more land slipping, away to the south east where he knew Kate was, had he started to wake up.
Now, as he chased after the killer of at least three people, it all connected up. The slip and the slide and the dizzying panic. Was it just inside him? Or was he properly tuned in now? He could just make out a distant figure, maybe a half kilometre away โ a blurred shadow on the cliff edge. As the sky darkened it was getting harder to see. It might have been a scarecrow or even a footpath signpost, but Sid was certain this was their quarry. Lucas ran on, trying to ignore the sharpening pain in his knee, which had been comprehensively injured and rebuilt within the last few months.
He hoped Kate had called in backup from the police. Despite her fear of being grounded when she most needed to run to her friendsโ rescue, he did not want her anywhere near this guy. Because he was also picking up an almost pyrexial level of madness in the streams of energy billowing back through the air between them. He could sense there would be little point in reasoning. Kate was capable, highly trained and fit, but there was some terrifying instability crouching on that cliff โ both human and mineral.
His phone went off in his back pocket, and he snatched it out and picked up the call from Kate.
โItโs the bunker!โ she yelled, between tearing gasps, running as hard as he was. โThe last bunker of three. Are you there?โ
โIโm on my way!โ he gasped back. โKate โ stop! Donโt go any further!โ
โI canโt stop! Get there, Lucas! Just get there!โ The call ended and he knew there was no hope โ or time โ to change her direction and her velocity. He felt like he was already witnessing a car crash.
As soon as he opened his eyes to see the young man leaning over him in horror, Barney recognised the fair hair and the well-defined features. โYouโre Francisโฆ Kateโs brother,โ he burbled, on his back in the grass verge on the opposite side of the road.
โHow do you know Kate?โ demanded Francis. โAre you stalking her? Are you planning to murder her?โ
โWhat?โ Barney sat up with a wince and said. โNo, of course not! I just wanted to show her my tattoo!โ
โYou what?โ Francis stared down at him, pale and shaken.
Barney pulled up the sleeve of his silver shirt and showed Francis the calligraphic black wording encircling his pronounced bicep with a Celtic bracelet design. It read: You are always enough.
Francis hunkered down and read the words, screwing his face up in confusion. โWhat has this got to do with my sister?โ
โItโs what she said to me, seven years ago,โ Barney explained. โUmโฆ can we get in your car and park up, and Iโll explain? Iโm a bit visible here and I think the police might be after me for Julieโs murder.โ
โDid you murder her?โ demanded Francis, narrowing his eyes and clenching his fists.
โNo. But Iโm the pikey in the caravan.โ
Francis considered this and nodded. โYep โ see your point.โ He glanced around warily, clearly considering whether he should yell for help. Then he looked back at Barney and seemed to properly read his expression. โOK,โ he said. โGet in.โ
Barney threw the unicycle in the back seat, wincing at the pain in his elbow, which had taken the brunt of the fall. Heโd rolled pretty well but a sideways shunt with a Ford Capri would test even Charlie Chaplin.
โAre youโฆ injured?โ asked Francis, as he jerkily engaged first gear and drove fifty metres or so along the road to a leafy lay-by, out of sight of the Buntinโs camp gate.
โIโll be OK,โ Barney said. โI know how to fall.โ
โI wasnโt intending to run you down,โ Francis went on. โItโs just the clutch is a bit slippy.โ
โOK. I believe you.โ
โSoโฆ Iโve got to goโฆ but what about this tattooโฆ and what Kate said?โ asked
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