Sam
gasped.
“What
do you mean?” Andrew demanded.
The
man did not whisper, but he did not speak loudly, either.
“I
know who you two are. No, don’t look at me like that – I recognised your faces
from the news on the BBC yesterday. I know that you, Andrew, were the first to
return and that you, Sam, were the second.
There
is a reason you came back. You are most likely not aware of it so I will fill
you in on it later. For now, it’s more important for you to remember one thing:
They
know you are back. They sent you away once, and they will not hesitate to
remove you again if it will help their cause.”
“Who
are ‘they’?” Andrew interjected.
“You’ll
find out in due course. I only hope we have enough time.” He looked at his
watch nervously.
“I
don’t understand.” Sam said, a puzzled expression on her face. “Are you saying
there’s more than one person behind this?”
“Yes.
Yes, I am.”
“Can
you prove this?” Andrew asked. “If you can, it would be very important for the
police to hear about it.”
The
man’s eyes bulged and widened wildly. He gripped the front of Andrew’s shirt.
“But
don’t you see?” He spoke maniacally, feverishly. “They know. They know everything – I’ve reported it multiple times,
and they say that they’ll look into it, but nothing ever comes of it! Something
is stopping them from listening to me, or worse, they’re corrupt to the very
core. Imagine that for a second – a world where the only ones who can enforce
the laws, the authorities, are just as evil as the other thieves, and
murderers, and vandals. That is what is happening here in this city, and we are
powerless to stop it!”
The
door swung open and the blond haired man from earlier stepped inside. The man
rapidly released Andrew, breathing heavily.
“Getting
a little excited, are we, Derek?” The words flowed from him lazily.
“N
– no, no.” The suited man stuttered. “Just… talking, that’s all.”
The
man was no longer holding the clipboard. He smiled, showing his teeth. It was terrifying.
“Good.
Now, run along, children. This man and I have some… talking of our own to do.”
He was very relaxed, but the man he called Derek was anything but.
“Yes
– if you two would like to wait outside, I – I’m sure we can finish talking afterwards
– “
The
other man smoothly cut him off, forcing him back into his chair once more. Turning
to Andrew and Sam, he spoke in his silken snake’s voice.
“I
do believe it’s time you were leaving. It’s getting darker outside, and we
wouldn’t want anything… unfortunate to
happen to you now, would we?”
He
grinned at them as they left, and he closed the door behind them. They heard
the scraping of a key in the lock, and several bolts being drawn.
Andrew
turned to leave, but Sam grabbed his arm. She whispered into his ear, being careful
that nobody else in the library could hear. Given how silent it still was, she
wasn’t going to take any chances.
“Let’s
listen in.” She suggested. “It might give us a clue to what’s going on here. I don’t
know about you, but I for one am starting to feel more than a little freaked
out by all this.”
They
pressed their ears to the door, listening.
First,
they heard the blond librarian speaking.
“Come
now, did you really think I’d let you spoil it so early on? I never thought you
were the type to cheat at games.”
His
voice was mock-disappointed, with a strong note of humour.
“Is
this all it is to you? A game? I didn’t think He went in for that kind of
thing.” The suited librarian was speaking, his voice bitter.
“Oh,
no.” They could hear the lazy drawl of the other. “He doesn’t, but He allows the
most trusted of His own to do as they please. I do so enjoy you people, but I’m
afraid that playtime’s over now. Can’t have you ruin all the fun so early.”
A
few moments later, the door opened unexpectedly and the blond haired librarian
came strolling out lightly. He caught sight of the two teenagers and, to their
surprise, laughed.
“Well,
well, if it isn’t you still. I’m going to have fun with this. Now – time for
you two to get home. We can’t have you getting injured, and I hear the roads at
this time of night are rather treacherous. Run along now!”
It
was such a sudden change, from sly and deceptive to jovial, that Andrew was instantly
suspicious. Combined with what they had heard, he was more than a little
suspicious.
Grabbing
Sam, he moved towards the doors at a jog. He did not want to spend another
moment in there.