Chapter Thirty-Four
I cross the town in a matter of
minutes, going against the grain. Crowds of excited people all with the same
goal. To see happy children singing happily, led by their teacher. I may not
know what to do with my new life, but I know I have to stop Teague ruining this
happy place for these people.
I reach the house in the corner of
the town and notice the quiet around me. There are no children to be seen.
There’s a rattling of the door and Teague emerges. There are no locks here.
It’s one of the small details that makes the town different. There are no
secrets here. No secrets apart from him.
‘Teague,’ I say. I don’t know what
I’m going to follow with. I’m standing in a small square. He stands on the
doorstep. It’s a standoff in the wild-west, the sand and whitewash houses
complete the picture. I just hope that my presence might stop him in whatever
he’s planning, or at the very least find out what he plans to do so I can put
an end to it.
‘Easton,’ he proclaims in that
saccharine voice he must put on. ‘Why aren’t you in the square with everyone
else?’
‘You know why,’ I reply. ‘I want to
make sure you’re not going to hurt anyone.’
He smiles and shakes his head. ‘Why
would I do that? These people saved me.’
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