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riders.
    ‘No, I don’t think so. Are you lost?’ Alan Proctor stepped towards Angus, but turned at a noise behind him.
    ‘It’s okay, he’s my friend,’ Teagan said, walking straight past the two bikies towards Angus. Angus looked from the shop owner’s faceto Teagan’s, totally confused.
    ‘Well, why didn’t you say so, Teagan? What’s your name, son?’ Mr Proctor asked.
    Angus watched as both riders slowly removed their helmets.
    ‘My name’s Angus. I’ve got to go, anyway.’
    ‘Hey, man. Hope we didn’t scare you,’ the first rider said, shaking out his long dark hair.
    ‘You want something, Peter?’ Alan Proctor looked at the man.
    ‘Just looking for some spare parts, Al.’
    ‘Come on, then.’
    The bike riders followed Teagan’s father into the yard, walking their bikes.
    ‘Thanks,’ Angus muttered.
    ‘No worries,’ Teagan said, smiling. ‘I’m Teagan. That was my dad and two of his friends. One was Uncle Peter.’ Angus frowned, wondering why she’d said Uncle so harshly.
    ‘Angus.’ He held his hand out then dropped it to his side again, suddenly feeling stupid. ‘So that big guy’s your uncle?’
    ‘Not my favourite uncle, though.’ Teagan shrugged then smiled at Angus. ‘Do you ride bikes?’
    ‘No, I ride horses. But my friend E.D. rides bikes.’ Angus looked at his watch. He was already a few minutes late. ‘Um, you weren’t riding your bike down on the path along the creek on Monday, were you?’
    Teagan shook her head. ‘I usually just ride at the practice areas.’
    Angus reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Hannah had texted him a picture of the ear-piece Gabby had found on the track. He opened the message and held the phone out to her. Teagan looked closely.
    ‘I’ve got an ear-piece like that.’ She put her hand in her pocket and pulled it out. ‘See? Lots of people have them now.’
    ‘This one was found by the creek. Some idiot on a lime-green motorbike spooked King.’
    ‘King?’
    ‘My horse. I thought it might have been you because of the colour. It seems to be the most popular colour of the bikes here.’
    ‘Yeah, it is, but it wasn’t me.’ She held out her hand, palm open, wanting a closer look. Angus passed her the phone.
    ‘What do you use it for?’ he asked.
    ‘It’s an intercom device—like a two-way radio. It means that Dad can talk to us whenwe’re riding.’ Teagan looked at the ground. ‘Dad likes technical gadgets. He modified ours from the ones in the shop.’
    ‘Okay.’ Angus waited for her to continue but Teagan was silent. ‘Listen, I’d better go, but thanks for bailing me out there.’ They’d moved a little further down the lane.
    ‘No worries,’ Teagan said, lifting her head. ‘Might see you round?’
    ‘Yeah, maybe down at The Moon.’
    Teagan laughed again. ‘Well yeah, I guess.’
    Angus raced to the restaurant, panting as he stepped into the cool interior of Bellini’s. Teagan’s nice, he thought. I just hope I don’t ever meet up with those bikies again. He hurried to a table by the far wall where his father sat waiting for him.

Chapter 6
Croft’s Cement
Wednesday, 12 January
    ‘Where have you been?’
    ‘Hannah, listen. You’ll never—’
    ‘Angus, I’m at the hospital.’ Angus froze. He pressed the phone back to his ear. ‘There’s been an accident,’ Hannah continued.
    ‘What happened?’
    ‘It’s Tony. He crashed his bike.’
    ‘Is he alright?’
    ‘No, not really.’
    ‘So what happened?’
    ‘There was an accident at The Moon. A couple of other riders went down as well, but they’re okay.’
    ‘Hannah, what about Tony?’
    ‘He’s unconscious and he’s broken his leg.’
    ‘Oh no,’ Angus groaned. He knew a lot about broken bones and being knocked out. He’d seen it first hand down at the race track a number of times; luckily it had never happened to him. ‘Should I come down? How’s E.D.?’
    ‘I’m worried about him as much as Tony,’ Hannah said,