Chapter 18
Later that afternoon I was snoozing on the sofa while Aunt Lily sat at the computer doing the accounts, cursing Noah’s handwriting, when Jake made another attempt to breach our defences. This time, it wasn’t a sneaky dream-walk or planned poisoning. This time he simply drove his stolen Barina up to our front gate, opened it, and sped off toward the state park before any of us realised what was going on. Bane and Noah had taken the ute down to the gully paddock to gas out a rabbit warren, much too far away for me to even consider waiting for them. Tim and Dallmin were playing carefully selected non-violent video games in the study and didn’t even notice. By the time I reached the shed, Tessa was shoving her bare feet into her boots. Her shirt was unbuttoned so she’d probably cut
