Thunder Raker

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Book: Thunder Raker Read Free
Author: Justin Richards
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He was a large boy—taller and broader than Alfie. “Harry,” he said. “I like PE best. And the assault course.” Hestarted to sit down again, then changed his mind and stopped halfway between standing and sitting. “Oh, and my dad’s infiltrated SPUD. Again.”
    There was a hushed silence.
    â€œReally?” Sam said, impressed.
    â€œYou can’t tell us that,” Jack hissed in a loud whisper.
    â€œYeah,” Chloe told him. “And you can’t tell us your dad is head of the Secret Service, but you do.”
    â€œNever!” Jack shot back.
    â€œLike, all the time,” Alice said.
    Miss Jones held her hands up for silence. “Alfie,” she said, “why don’t you tell us a little bit about yourself?”
    Alfie was still trying to make sense of whateveryone else had said. “SPUD,” he said at last. “Isn’t that a potato?”
    â€œHey—good one!” Jack said. “Alfie thinks Harry’s dad’s a potato!”
    â€œDon’t be silly,” Sam said from his wheelchair. “Alfie thinks Harry’s dad has infiltrated a potato.”
    â€œWith a knife and fork?” Beth suggested.
    â€œChildren!” Miss Jones shouted above the noise. “Please—we are welcoming a new member of Class 3D. Alfie was about to tell us about himself.”
    â€œSo what’s your dad do, Alfie?” Chloe asked. “Bet he’s not as important as my dad.”
    Alfie looked at her. He looked at all the children, staring back at him expectantly. He felt nervous and alone and it was a struggle tosay anything at all. “Well, actually,” he said at last, “my dad’s a postman.”
    The class collapsed into laughter. Even Miss Jones was having trouble keeping a straight face. “I can see you have a great sense of humour, Alfie,” she said. “You’ll fit in just fine with Class 3D.”

Chapter 4
    Miss Jones taught Alfie’s class all the ordinary subjects that Alfie recognised and remembered from his previous school. Class 3D stayed in the same room with her for Maths and Literacy, for reading and for history topic work. But for other lessons they had other teachers, and went to those teachers’ classrooms.
    Alfie tagged along with the other three boys in his class—Jack, Harry and Sam, whose wheelchair was motorised so no onehad to push it. “Mum fitted a turbo boost during the holidays,” Sam said quietly. “But don’t tell Beth. I’m going to race her on her roller skates at afternoon break.”
    â€œWhy not do it now?” Harry asked.
    â€œBetter not. From top speed, it takes me a hundred metres to stop.”
    â€œSo what’s this SPUD thing if it isn’t a potato?” Alfie asked when the others had stopped talking.
    â€œYou really don’t know?” Jack said.
    â€œI really don’t know,” Alfie admitted. “Sorry.”
    â€œActually no one knows who they are,” said Sam. “But we do know that SPUD stands for Secret Partners for Undertaking Destruction. They’re the bad guys.”
    â€œMy dad…” Harry began slowly. Then he stopped. “Nothing,” he said quickly.
    Jack slapped him on the shoulder. “It’s all right, we know.”
    â€œThis is a very strange school,” Alfie said quietly.
    Alice had come up behind them. “Isn’t it?” she agreed. “It’s great! So, your dad’s a postman?”
    â€œThat’s right.”
    Alice shook her head in obvious admiration. “What a fantastic cover story. I mean, a secret identity and everything. Wicked!”
    The next lesson was Codes. Alfie thought that might be about how to find books in theschool library, or maybe something to do with programming computers. He liked libraries and he liked computers. You could work quietly and on your own with both.
    â€œIt should be double Camouflage

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