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at this point my mouth actually dropped open with a ‘pop’ sound. Was this kid for real?!
    “Is it ever?” Was the only thing I knew to say, that or to scold him for swearing at his age.
    “Hey I guess not, so look, I need you to sign this before I can give you what’s in my bag.” He said pulling out a little black book! Oh God, this was just getting weirder and weirder…I mean, was this actually happening or was I still asleep?
    “Ok, do you have a pen?” I asked but then I was made to feel stupid by a twelve year old riding something that looked older than my Nan! The look he gave me nearly had me feeling the top of my head to check that I hadn’t in fact grown a twin from the side of my neck.
    “You ’re not very savvy to these things are you…? Look Blondie, just place your finger here and think of Snow White’s mother.” I placed my finger on the pad just as I said,
    “U h?” Which was quickly followed by,
    “Ouch! Hey, it pricked my finger!”
    “Yep it sure did, just like Snow White’s mother and look what happened to her, kid with bloody coloured lips, husband off with a witch and dead as a door nail! Some people have no luck…here you go.” The lad said, making not a lick of sense and handing me a vanilla coloured envelope. I then watched as he snapped his little book shut, but not before I saw my full name along with my bloodied finger print underneath it.
    “Aren’t you a little young to be out here delivering on your own?” I said feeling that I had to at least ask before letting him go riding off on his own.
    “Oh well, aren’t you a sweet one, but don’t worry Blondie, I am older than I look…well I’d better be on my way…you do something with that hair now.” He shouted before running alongside his bike and then flinging a leg over to wobble over the gravel drive.
    I closed the door , shaking my head and made my dazed way back into the kitchen.
    “Who was it?” Libby asked , having just made my tea.
    “Just some delivery lad .” I said lifting up the envelope for her to see. I then took my Homer mug from her and sat down to open the letter.
     
    Dear Chosen,
    (Electus, C atherine, Keira, Kazzy, Vixen, My little Keira girl or whatever other name I have not included)
    You don’t know me but I know a great deal about you and I think it is time we should meet, in fact I know it is time we should me et, that’s why I wrote this letter.
    Ok , so I have established we should meet, but now here comes the tricky part.
    See the thing is, I am not allowed to write down where I am in the world or tell anyone, so this is where the fun begins. I do hope you like puzzles, well I know actually you don’t because like I said, I know you, but that’s just tough shit as this is the only way to play the game.
    So, my first puzzle lies with Leivic at the warehouse. I know you have been there before and that didn’t end well. This time it will be different, I know this because I know this and when I say that, it is because I know I mean it. So first come to warehouse and pick up what I left there for you and then you will need to book a flight to Europe but my letter will tell you the destination.
    Your code name will be: Tricks
    And the name to get into the warehouse will be: Treats
     
    P.S Be there this Monday no later than 4am and bring a large bottle of water with you. You will also need to bring fifty dollars, a jacket with a hood and a long umbrella with a hooked handle. Oh and to make things easier, wear red, hair down and dark lipstick.
    Follow my instructions, Chosen One and I will help you discover the biggest secret of all…
    How to take back what the Gods took from you.
     
    See you soon
    P
     
     
    “Anything interesting?” Libby asked once I had read it four times and was still in a state of shock. Was it true, could it really be possible or was I running away with myself? The only thing the Gods had ever taken from me was the one man I had ever loved, surely everyone in