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one who went after Crazy Bill when he tried to break out of the security centre?’
    â€˜Definitely looks like he’s had a run-in with Bill,’ I said, grabbing the back of Luke’s bag in time to stop him disappearing around the side of the admin building. ‘Hang on.’
    I poked my head out to see Pryor and Ben going in at the other end. As soon as they were gone, Luke got moving again, creeping along the front of the building.
    â€˜Mate,’ I hissed, two steps behind, ‘what do you think you’re – ?’
    He stopped about halfway down, climbing up on a bike rack and peering in through the window.
    â€˜You really think this is a good idea?’ I said, clambering up next to him.
    â€˜No,’ he said. ‘Shh!’
    From where we were standing, we were just high enough to see through the window to the hallway inside. Pryor and Ben were standing outside the principal’s office.
    Ben reached into his chest pocket and pulled out a key card just like Pryor’s. He waved it past the sensor and the big metal door swung open.
    Pryor glared at the back of his head like, Excuse me, this is MY office, then followed him inside and shut the door.
    â€˜Huh,’ I said. ‘She didn’t like that.’
    â€˜Why would he have a key to her office?’ asked Luke.
    â€˜Dunno,’ I said. ‘But Ben’s one of Shackleton’s top guys. He could probably get a key to pretty much anywhere he wanted.’
    I stared at the closed door.
    And the door stayed closed.
    â€˜Well,’ I said after a minute, ‘that was boring. Let’s go see if –’
    I bit my tongue as Pryor’s door swung open again. Pryor walked out, grumbling and shaking her head.
    But where was Ben?
    I stretched up on my toes, trying to see into her office through the half-open door. But as far as I could tell, he was nowhere inside.
    It was like he’d just disappeared.
    CRASH!
    I ducked down and leapt off the bike rack. Luke had just lost his footing and stacked it across a row of bikes. He staggered back, trying to find the ground again, his pile of surveys flying out of his hand.
    â€˜ Crap, ’ I muttered, grabbing the stupid unco by the back of the shirt and pulling him free. He scraped the mess of papers back together and we bolted back to the quad.
    â€˜Mr Weir! Mr Hunter!’ called a voice from behind us. ‘May I see you for a moment?’
    Pryor was standing at the edge of the quad. She looked pretty cut at first, but by the time we’d backtracked across the asphalt, her face had shifted back into a smile. ‘May I ask where you two were off to in such a hurry?’
    â€˜Just looking for Jordan, miss,’ I said.
    â€˜Yeah,’ Luke panted. ‘We wanted to tell her we’d finished our assignment.’
    He held out the very crumpled stack of papers. Pryor pursed her lips.
    â€˜They’re a bit of a mess,’ said Luke nervously, straightening up the pile. ‘I dropped them. Sorry.’
    â€˜He got a bit over-excited,’ I said. ‘You know how it is when you’re filling out surveys.’
    â€˜Indeed,’ said Pryor coldly. ‘Well then, I suggest you begin analysing your findings. I will meet with the three of you at lunchtime tomorrow to discuss the results.’
    â€˜Uh, right,’ I said. ‘Great. See you then, miss!’
    Pryor didn’t move.
    â€˜Is there something else, miss?’
    â€˜Just one more thing,’ Pryor smiled. ‘If I ever catch either of you snooping around my office again, I will arrange for your lives to become extremely unpleasant. Is that understood?’

Chapter 6
    F RIDAY , M AY 22
83 DAYS
    â€˜All sorted?’ I whispered as Jordan crept into the room and sat down next to me.
    â€˜Yeah,’ she said out of the corner of her mouth. ‘It’s the one just outside the door at the other end of the building.’
    We were sitting in the