place.”
“Well, that’s reassuring I guess…”
Kate bit into an apple, and then with her mouth still full said, “How are you getting on so far, has everyone been nice to you?”
“Sure, yeah, everyone’s been great. All good so far. Isabelle didn’t think much of the dissection in biology though.”
“Isabelle? No, I can’t imagine she would. Are you friends with her? Because she won’t like you talking to us,” Kate said, finally swallowing, and giving Maya an apologetic look.
“Oh, really? Why’s that?”
“Let’s just say we don’t live up to her high standards,” said Ollie. He didn’t sound like it bothered him.
“Well, she seemed nice enough, but I’m open to meeting other people,” said Maya.
“Hey, you should come with us tonight, to Calypso’s,” Kate said.
“Calypso’s?” She figured that was the place Isabelle had scorned.
“It’s a club, but they’ll let you in. They only ask for ID at the bar. You should meet us there at nine, I mean, if you’d like to?”
Maya smiled. “Yes, that would be great. How will I find this place?”
CHAPTER 3
After school, Maya went to the bookshop in town to stock up on textbooks and supplies. By the time she was walking home darkness had fallen. She walked down a narrow pavement, hedged gardens on one side and a row of cars on the other.
She left the relative safety of the residential street for an area of warehouses. As far as she could tell, there were quite a few areas of Liverpool like this, but she hadn’t really got her bearings yet. As she walked on she looked around her. There was nobody about. The tall buildings blocked out the light of the moon. A dog barked in the distance.
Maya heard footsteps behind her, but decided to ignore them. It could be some-body else headed home from the centre. She kept walking, head held high, cutting across the road and down an alley, taking what she hoped was a short cut. The footsteps followed her, and she began to suspect that it was no coincidence. A cat screeched and darted across her path. She decided to follow it further into the shadows and climbed a fire escape, silently, waiting to see who would show themselves.
She watched from above as a tall blond male came into view between two warehouses. He was walking slowly, maybe puzzled by her disappearance. And, what are the chances his intentions are innocent? Maya thought. She had had enough of games back in London, and made a quick decision. She jumped from the fire escape, landing almost as lightly as that cat would have, and ran at the man. Using the muscles in her legs at full power she propelled herself forwards and launched herself into his back. He grunted and fell on his face. A second later he had rolled onto his back and Maya stood, looming above him, scowling.
He was good looking, dressed in black shirt and jeans, his blond hair messy.
“Was that really necessary?” he said, breathing heavily.
“I sure think it was. I don’t think much of being followed.”
“You don’t need to worry about me, I’m not here to threaten you. I won’t hurt you.”
Maya eyed him, trying to make him out. She decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, so stood back while he got to his feet. She couldn’t help but notice his height—he was a good foot taller than her, but she figured she was used to using peoples’ advantageous qualities against them. She was pretty sure she could take him out if he decided to fight.
“Then why are you here? Why were you watching me?”
He rubbed his lower back. “I’ve been sent to find you, by someone who thought you might like their help.”
“I don’t want anybody’s help. I want to be left alone.”
“You never will be you know. Not while they hunt you.”
“What do you know about it?”
“More than you’d think, but I’m not the one who’s going to tell