Genius Undercover

chapter 27: think fast!

"darling," he hissed, "It's such a shame I have to kill you...you are such a pretty little girl!" 

Jo trembled as the knife got dangerously close to her chest and throat...she didn't want to begin the countdown to the end of her life, she didn't want to die now. 

In her head, Jo was frantically saying apologies and prayers. When a picture of her parents crying together with her father's hand wrapped around her mother's shoulder, in attempt to comfort her, tears clouded her eyes. She forced them back.

She couldn't die now. 

Not now.

"Any last words?" 

Think fast, thought Jo. A picture came into her head....it began moving, almost like a video giving her mind some advice. she'd done a similar thing to boys at her school that she absolutely hated. When she realised what she could do, she felt strangely like Lottie....why was she being smart for once?

Jo hand's grasped a load of hay. She sat up, confidence surging through her.

"Yes," said Jo, buying time, "I do!" She looked the man in the eyes, clutched her hay and tossed it right into his face. 

"THINK FAST!" she yelled, racing right out of the room...

the killer was close behind....

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There was one thing for sure...Lottie was NOT going home yet. 

It was 6 o'clock in the evening and Lottie was sitting outside on a park bench...thinking.

She'd made up her mind that she'd tell her mum she was going round Millie's for a sleepover. Her mum never even bothered checking with Millie's mum, they were close friends and and trusted each other with almost everything, including their own daughters. So Lottie's mum would simply say,'Ok! have fun!' and Lottie would go to Q.S.S and stay in one of the 'emergency bedrooms,' that Melissa always seemed to stay in. Lottie wondered if she even had her own house, or somewhere to stay.

She probably doesn't, thought Lottie, she is an agent. Maybe her home got burned down or something. Some criminals go way to far sometimes....

She shuddered...Her mind flashed back to that horrible message. 'I'm coming soon!' 

Oh please, Lottie thought, shaking, Don't!

Bleep.

Lottie paused. She didn't really want to check her phone right now. The thought of yet another freaky message wasn't at all appealing. 

But when it bleeped a second time, Lottie pulled it out of her coat pocket and quickly turned it on. The killer didn't tend to send her more than one message in a short space of time.

Lottie gasped...Jo.

was she ok?

The message was really confusing. There was a series of jumbled up words and random punctuation. 

"I guess that answers my question," mumbled Lottie, trembling, "She isn't...." 

In a flash, Lottie was at Q.S.S and dialling Kai.