The Daughters of the Mayze

Injuries

Echo sat, bored, at her desk while she waited for the bell to ring. There was no point in dragging it out, she had finished her aptitude test in 20 minutes and was now just recalling their last mission: Rescuing the Prime Minister's poodle, Kettle. The way he was talking when Kettle was handed back to him made it sound as if he had to be talked down from having us knighted. The bell rang and the gang made their way to the hallway where Dan's locker was.

"Aptitude test," He snorted and slammed the locker shut. Frank popped up behind it holding multiple live entertainment tickets.

Keri immediately recognized what act they were, "Tickets to see Derren Beige? Wicked"

"You should not have gotten these for her," Echo groaned, "She believes in every branch of precognition there is. Katie even calls her horoscope-junkie."

"These are like gold dust. How'd you get them?" Aniesha exclaimed.

Frank only smirked, "I have my sources."

Dan, thankfully had no clue, "Am I supposed to know who Derren Beige is?"

"It's a lame act," Tom assured him, "He pretends he can see the future."

"And K here will take his words as gospel." Echo sighed.

"Is this a thank you for rescuing the Prime Minister's poodle?" Neesh asked, really pleased at the idea. Echo knew that they would never get passed that.

Frank looked at them all knowingly, "It's your new assignment."

That afternoon come evening, the six of them were all sat around a table watching Beige perform trick after trick, each one more impressive than the last. He had just finished talking about Skittles the cat and his Eggs Benedict when Frank started to get their full attention on the mission.

"That can't be good for the cat." Aniesha said as they all focused.

Frank and the others ignored her, dan noticed Keri on her phone, "We're working."

Echo plucked her phone out of the gossip ers hands and pocketed it, Keri didn't even complain, she just whined a little, "Just telling my mates where I am. They'll be so jealous."

"This was Beige a month ago." frank said, showing them a clip on his spy pod of Beige getting pelted with chips at a failed trick, "Now look at him." he pointed to the stage where he the man had drawn a vase of flowers that was relatively similar to the audience participants.

Aniesha ran her gathered statistics by the team, "In the past four weeks, Derren Beige has published winning lottery numbers, and the results of horse races and football matches."

"Awesome!" Keri the believer exclaimed.

Tom was not so faithful, "Oh, come on he's just a clever showman."

Dan and Echo both went to say the same thing, "I'm not so sure"

"I wouldn't be so sure" they looked at each other and had a little laugh, Echo let Dan talk,

"The CIA gave investigated phsycic abilities."

Echo kept going where Dan paused, "I know I was sceptical earlier but what if he's really cracked precognition?"

Tom wasn't biting, "There's no way- it's some kind of trick."

"Then why are M.I.9 so interested?" Dan asked.

"More and more people are following his predictions," Frank explained.

"That's brill!" Keri said, "If everyone wins the lottery, that means that no-one will have to work again."