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later.’
    Max never snatched away the CTR and Linden finished his conversation oblivious of her imagined outburst.
    â€˜That was Ella.’
    Max didn’t respond but looked towards the darkening horizon.
    â€˜She said Blue has this new range of kid’s foods that she and her mum are convinced can’t be good.’
    Max tried not to listen but couldn’t help spark up at the mention of Blue’s name. ‘They reckon if Blue is behind it there has to be something bad about it. Trouble is, the stuff tastes so good that once you’ve had some you can’t get enough. You know, like those hamburger chains that sell youburgers that make you feel queasy afterwards but you keep going back and buying more.’
    Max was dying to ask about Blue’s foods but refused to act interested.
    â€˜Maybe that’s why Spyforce want to see us,’ Linden persisted.
    â€˜Maybe.’ Max shrugged, thinking he was probably right.
    â€˜Oh, and she said to say hi.’
    Max looked down at her watch and really pretended not to hear this one.
    â€˜It’s almost eight o’clock. I guess we just wait now.’
    Linden sighed and put the CTR safely back in his pocket. He didn’t understand why Max didn’t like Ella, but knew she’d have to come round one day.
    They sat in silence for ages. Nothing much happened apart from a few owl hootings and the odd rustling of grass nearby, which Max told herself was the innocent scrambling of lizards and not the sneaky slithering of deadly brown snakes.
    There were certain things in the country Max still couldn’t get used to.
    â€˜What was that?’ She jumped up in a panic as something fluttered quickly past her face.
    â€˜Moth most likely,’ said Linden calmly, watching her hands swish frantically around her like a human fan on high speed.
    â€˜They can get as big as small birds out here. Can’t hurt you, though. Any sign?’
    Max stopped waving her hands, put them on her hips and looked around, trying to pretend she wasn’t spooked.
    â€˜Not yet.’ She sat down and started to feel calmer. Linden had a way of doing that. When she felt nervous he would say things that made her feel okay again. Max relaxed for the first time in ages. ‘Little green men?’ she asked.
    â€˜Okay, so it’s more likely we’ll be collected in the transporter tunnel,’ Linden said authoritatively.
    They both smiled and sat there again, waiting for what would happen next.
    â€˜We should say our pact,’ Linden suggested.
    Max cringed. She was hoping to get through this part of their mission without having to go through any soppy stuff. ‘I think it’s better we stay quiet in case we miss anything.’
    â€˜You know I’m not going until we do it. I think it’s important.’
    Why did Linden do this? thought Max. Mostly he was pretty easygoing but there were times hehad this look on his face that told her he was going to get what he wanted.
    â€˜Okay.’ She sighed. ‘How does it go again?’
    Linden held out his hands and closed his eyes.
    â€˜Oh that’s right,’ Max wilted. ‘The holding hands bit. My favourite part.’
    â€˜If Max should come to harm or get lost or be in danger in any way, I, Linden M. Franklin, will do everything I can to help her and bring her to safety.’
    Max squinted through half-closed eyes for something that would interrupt this overly sentimental moment. Nothing happened so she tried to remember the pact.
    â€˜If Linden should get into trouble …’
    â€˜â€¦ come to harm,’ he corrected.
    â€˜â€¦ come to harm,’ Max struggled to remember. ‘Or get lost or be in danger in any way, I, Max Remy, will um, will um, help him out …’
    â€˜â€¦ do everything I can …’
    â€˜â€¦ do everything I can to help him and bring him to safety.’
    â€˜Now that wasn’t too hard, was