clapped her hands again. There was a flash of lightning and a thunderclap and she disappeared. A hawk swooped upwards into the air. âWhat do you think she meant about dogs?â Max said slowly.
âSomething tells me sheâs not talking about a Labrador,â Finlay replied, with a shaky grin. âAnyway, Iâm more worried about this fate worse than death she was talking about!â
Max lifted his chin. âWell, whatever Junoâs got planned, weâll complete the task tomorrow,â he said determinedly.
âWe will! Just two more tasks to go!â Finlay said. âThen Hercules will be free!â
âAnd Juno will be sorry!â Max declared. âWeâll show her!â
Overhead the hawk cried out and circled like a dark, defiant shadow in the sky.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
ALEX CLIFF LIVES IN A VILLAGE IN
LEICESTERSHIRE, NEXT DOOR TO FIN AND
JUST DOWN THE ROAD FROM MAX, BUT
UNFORTUNATELY THERE IS NO CASTLE ON
THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE VILLAGE.
ALEXâS HOME IS FILLED WITH TWO
CHILDREN AND TWO LARGE AND VERY
SLOBBERY PET MONSTERS.
Learning to Kill: Stories