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another.’
    â€˜Yeah, nobody’s gonna beat my big jump,’ Adam boasted.
    â€˜Your best jump was the one that flattened Old Taffy!’ laughed Eddie.
    The inspector smiled. ‘All that remains to do now is something I’ve been looking forward to ever since I got here.’
    â€˜What’s that?’ said Tom.
    â€˜Arresting my ex-colleagues – including
Blackbeard
, as I believe you call him. He’s the one who’s really behind everything that goes on here.’
    â€˜When are you going to make the arrests?’ asked Adam.
    â€˜Just as soon as the events are over and all the visitors have gone,’ the inspector told them. ‘We don’t want to spoil everyone’s fun, do we?’
    Gareth returned from the hospital to find his friends wandering around the athletics track in the evening sunshine. They had been joined by Jacko, as both training camps had now been closed down, pending further investigations by the police.
    â€˜How’s your gramps?’ asked Eddie.
    â€˜He’s going to be OK, thanks,’ said Gareth. ‘Still got a bit of a headache, though, so they’re keeping him in overnight for observation.’
    â€˜We’re all goin’ home tomorrow,’ said Adam. ‘Most of the coaches were taken away in handcuffs this afternoon.’
    â€˜Including Blondie,’ sighed Eddie. ‘He’s been really helpful to me. Good runner himself, too.’
    â€˜Well, he wasn’t quick enough to escape the long arm of the law!’ Tom grinned.
    â€˜Pity you missed seein’ Blackbeard get bundled into the back of a van, GG,’ Adam chuckled. ‘That made my day.’
    â€˜Wonder what they’ll do with the clone-kid?’ said Tom, glancing at Jacko, who failed to react. He seemed almost in a state of shock at what had happened.
    â€˜Don’t much care,’ Eddie muttered, and then attempted a joke. ‘YT might have to share another of Old Taffy’s cells, if you get my meaning!’
    The group reached the high-jump area and flopped onto one of the large cushions.
    â€˜Hope the camps will be opened up again some time,’ said Adam. ‘Y’know, they could be used by people trainin’ for the Olympics and that in the future.’
    Tom smirked. ‘You mean people like you.’
    â€˜Yeah, people like me,’ grinned Adam, before adding, ‘and you lot as well!’
    â€˜So long as it is done right,’ said Eddie. ‘No drugs, no injections, no jungle-juices – and definitely no clones. What do you say, Jacko?’
    He nodded in agreement. ‘I knew it was all wrong really,’ he admitted.
    â€˜Glad to hear you say that,’ Eddie said with satisfaction.
    Gareth bounced off the cushion, unable to keep the news to himself any longer. ‘Foxy’s not the only one who’s had that idea,’ he told them excitedly. ‘Gramps is thinking about buying the Old Manor!’

    â€˜What!’ Adam exclaimed. ‘That bang on the head must be worse than they think. He’s lost his marbles!’
    Gareth grinned. ‘No, he hasn’t. Didn’t I tell you – he’s rich!’
    The others looked at one another blankly.
    â€˜Think we might have remembered something like that,’ said Tom.
    â€˜Sorry, I suppose we do tend to keep it quiet,’ Gareth conceded. ‘It can change the way people treat you, if they know.’
    â€˜Maybe Old Taffy
did
know,’ said Adam. ‘Perhaps he was gonna kidnap you and force Gramps to cough up loads of dosh.’
    â€˜Doubt it,’ said Gareth. ‘I mean, if that were the case, he wouldn’t have tried to kill him, would he?’
    â€˜Hmm, you might have a point there,’ Adam conceded.
    â€˜So is your gramps coming to live here?’ asked Eddie.
    Gareth shook his head. ‘Don’t think so, but I suppose he might come and stay every now and again.