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teenagers are coming back,” Kara replied.
    “But where could they have gone?”
    “Who knows?” They kept staring into the blackness. “Maybe there’s a really excellent place to fight, just beyond the brush there.”
    “Nope. It’s just more brush,” Dan said from behind them. Isabel jumped; she hadn’t realized he was there. She looked back at him with unease.
    “This doesn’t make any sense.”
    “The way those two were going at it, I don’t think there was too much thinking going on,” Dan said. “Hey, they’re big boys, and whatever beef they’ve got between them, I’m sure they’ll sort it out for themselves. How about I call a taxi for you ladies?” Isabel frowned. She couldn’t just leave them out there. Especially as she was the reason why they were fighting.
    “Babe, I know you probably feel responsible for this, but I’d kinda like to get home sometime soon too,” Kara said. Isabel turned to her. She was pale, the skin beneath her eyes fragile. She’d had a long day, and flights were tiring.
    “Of course. Sorry,” Isabel said. “Let’s leave those morons to their own devices.” They turned to go, but, at that moment, there was a rustling in the bushes. Jed burst through. He was breathing hard and his forearms were covered in scratches, a couple of them bleeding freely.
    “Jesus! Did you go fighting with the wolves out there?” Kara said.
    “What?” His voice was almost a yelp. “No, of course not.” He looked at the group, not speaking, then realized that they were expecting an explanation from him. “Peter and I just had an old score to settle, that’s all.”
    “And where the hell is he?” Isabel demanded.
    “There,” Jed replied, pointing to a motorbike at the far end of the nearby parking lot. Its engine was revving, and, as they watched, it flew away, with a deep, vibrating roar.
    “That’s Peter?” Isabel said, in disbelief. She shook her head. She looked up at Jed, and as their eyes met, she tingled with the memory of their passionate kisses. But, she’d had enough for one night. A taxi pulled up. Dan opened the door.
    “There you go, ladies,” he said. Isabel took one last look at Jed. He was obviously embarrassed, and opened his mouth to say something.
    “Let’s speak tomorrow,” she said to him, and she and Kara got into the taxi and left.
     
    Chapter Three
     
    They were half way along the poorly-lit road that led to Isabel’s house when a single headlight came into view, far in the distance. In no time at all, it was close, and then directly in front of them.
    “What the hell?” the taxi driver yelled, stamping on the brake. The taxi squealed to a stop, a few feet away from a motorbike that had swerved into the right-hand lane and stopped at a diagonal angle. Illuminated in the car headlights, the rider removed his helmet to reveal dark hair and burning yellow eyes. The taxi driver jumped out of the car and walked towards him.
    “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he bellowed. Peter climbed off the bike, walked past the guy, as if he was unaware of his presence, and opened Isabel’s door.
    “I apologize for the events of tonight, but I’d like you to come with me. I have something important that I must explain to you.” Isabel stared at him.
    “After the way you’ve been acting, why the hell would I do that?” she snapped.
    “Please, Isabel, it’s very important that you listen to what I have to say.” His expression was beseeching, the hardness gone from his eyes. She looked at Kara. Kara had been dozing in the taxi, but she was fully awake now, her large eyes wide open, the whites flashing in the darkness.
    “I say go. It’d be good to get to the bottom of this shit. Maybe you’ll solve the mystery of Silver City, whatever it is.” Isabel kept staring at Peter.
    “Ok,” she said at last. She took her keys out of her handbag and gave them to Kara. Kara leaned forward and fixed Peter with her most evil glare.
    “You’d