Annabella Crabtree: Hunter
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Annabella Crabtree: Hunter By Nick Creech Volume II of the Annabella trilogy Text copyright © Nicholas R. Creech 2015 Nick Creech asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or otherwise used without the prior permission of the author Set in Times New Roman For my family. Some of whom have actually read this one too, and particularly for Deborah. Historical note: Within the bounds of conflicting and imprecise sources I have attempted to be scrupulously accurate in all matters of what might be considered fact. Contents Contents..........................................................................................................................4 ALSO BY NICK CREECH............................................................................................6 Annabella Crabtree, Volume 1: Hunted..........................................................................6 Annabella Crabtree, Volume 3: Hostage........................................................................6 Beekle Henry...................................................................................................................6 A Way with Dragons.......................................................................................................6 The Blob, the Frog, the Dog and the Girl.......................................................................6 Three-P............................................................................................................................6 Galiconia.........................................................................................................................6 THE AUTHOR...............................................................................................................7 Nick Creech is a former newspaper journalist. He has two sons, both now successful and more-or-less responsible adults who still deign to talk to him from time to time in tones of kindly condescension. He has a wife who does the same, mostly....................7 Since leaving journalism he has written extensively for children, young adults and people of all ages who just enjoy a story........................................................................7 Chapter 1.........................................................................................................................8 Chapter 2.......................................................................................................................17 Chapter 3.......................................................................................................................26 Chapter 4.......................................................................................................................35 Chapter 5.......................................................................................................................46 Chapter 6.......................................................................................................................55 Chapter 7.......................................................................................................................64 Chapter 8.......................................................................................................................73 Chapter 9.......................................................................................................................79 Chapter 10.....................................................................................................................88 Chapter 11.....................................................................................................................98 Chapter 12...................................................................................................................108 Chapter 13...................................................................................................................115 Chapter 14...................................................................................................................125 Chapter 15...................................................................................................................134 Chapter 16...................................................................................................................143 Chapter 17...................................................................................................................153 Chapter 18...................................................................................................................163 Chapter 19...................................................................................................................171 Chapter 20...................................................................................................................181 Chapter 21...................................................................................................................192 Chapter 22...................................................................................................................201 Chapter 23...................................................................................................................209 Chapter 24...................................................................................................................219 Chapter 25...................................................................................................................227 Chapter 26...................................................................................................................234 ALSO BY NICK CREECH Annabella Crabtree, Volume 1: Hunted Annabella Crabtree, Volume 3: Hostage Beekle Henry A Way with Dragons The Blob, the Frog, the Dog and the Girl Three-P Galiconia THE AUTHOR Nick Creech is a former newspaper journalist. He has two sons, both now successful and more-or-less responsible adults who still deign to talk to him from time to time in tones of kindly condescension. He has a wife who does the same, mostly. Since leaving journalism he has written extensively for children, young adults and people of all ages who just enjoy a story. Chapter 1 The hands, strangely miniature, were now just shrieking nerve ends, vessels of pain beyond imagining. Nevertheless, they groped their way onwards, ever onwards through the boiling, glutinous mud, compulsively sifting, sieving, searching. It was a hopeless quest, utterly futile, a quest doomed to eternal failure, a quest sparked by that one, faint tremor at the surface so long ago, the significance of which had taken years to penetrate his layers of agony. Yet, however vain, the quest was purpose and the hands crept on, fanatical, implacable, alert for the slightest anomaly... A finger touched something solid, searing, scarifying, but instead of jerking away from this amplified agony, the hand closed convulsively on what was a heavy, gold chain. Threaded on the chain was a massive ring, also of gold. It bore a curious device, a six-pointed star formed of interlocking triangles. Each of the smaller triangles so created was inset with a tiny triangular ruby... Annabella and Vivienne came to a nervous stop at the entrance to the administrative offices. As Annabella had once remarked rather bitterly, when girls travelled in pairs there always seemed to be an attractive one and a companion whose modest attributes, well, none really, merely served to emphasise the other's looks. And even in her school uniform, it had to be said that Vivienne, with her gamin blonde hair and blossoming figure, was middling spectacular, all sweet sixteen and ripe to be kissed. Annabella, on the other hand, was easy to dismiss as just another stick-skinny schoolgirl, secretly despairing of ever developing; easy to dismiss, that is unless one took the trouble to notice her brilliant blue eyes were informed with remarkable inner fire. "What do you think she wants?" Vivienne said for the third time. They had been summoned to an interview with the headmistress, Mrs Gordon, known not entirely affectionately as the Gorgon. For the most part she was a quiet and rational woman but with the capacity, at need, to become totally terrifying, as over the years many a wayward young lady had discovered to her cost. Annabella shrugged. Her conscience was reasonably clear for once and she felt no particular need to be apprehensive. Another year, another school and there really hadn't been time for them to curry any particular disfavour at this new establishment. Last year's school had not been a success – Vivienne had been bullied, as usual, and Annabella had gone to war as a result – and Flintlock College before that had been a complete disaster for both of them. "Guess we'll soon find out," Annabella said pushing through the swing doors and holding them open for Vivienne. Vivienne's eyes, she noticed, were suddenly very large and round, a response to alarm that Annabella had not seen for some considerable time. Mrs Gordon peered at them over the top of her spectacles and motioned them to sit. She looked rather more concerned than angry, Annabella thought, and wondered why. There were four neat stacks of paper spread across Mrs Gordon's handsome inlaid desk. She tapped one of the piles. "I have here your exam and test papers for Latin and French going back to when you started at the school at the beginning of term," she said in a neutral voice. "Would you care to explain...? Let me rephrase that. I require you to explain how it can possibly