The twins had both tried Sky’s mobile endlessly since she had been taken in the vague hope she might still have it on her, and it rang and rang until it went to voice mail. Almost a week after she had gone, they called it again, and they got a gruff answer “she’s not here, i***t. Isn’t she with you?” They recognised the voice of Mr Doyle, the B&B owner. Sky must have forgotten her phone when she went out into the woods.
“Uh… no sir, she isn’t with us… we… uh… we don’t know where she is,” Theo replied.
“Bloody wolves! You can’t do anything right, can you? First, you hurt her so much she comes running back here; I thought at least she was only here, you would come and fix it, but no, you were too busy being a w***e. Do you have any idea how much you hurt her, you stupid, moronic child? Sh
