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softly. ‘There’s nothing more we can do here. They’re going to have to operate on Tony’s leg. He’s not allowed any visitors except for his parents at the moment anyway. E.D.’s on his way home.’
    ‘Then I’ll head round to his place,’ Angus said. ‘Catch up with him there.’
    ‘Good idea.’ Hannah chewed her lip. ‘E.D.’s going to need looking after as well.’
    E.D. was sitting on the front porch step when Angus arrived an hour later. Angus’ dad had dropped him off along with a couple of bags of takeaway food from the Chicken Star restaurant. Dinner was gratefully received by Mario who had been just about to head out to get them something to eat.
    ‘Thanks, Angus,’ Mario said, tearing open a bag of food. ‘I’ve just realised I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast.’
    ‘No worries. It was Dad’s idea anyway.’ Anguslooked at his friend. ‘E.D., you want something?’
    E.D. shook his head. ‘Nah, I’m good.’ He stared dejectedly ahead of him then suddenly got to his feet. ‘How can you both sit here talking about food and stuffing your faces when Tony’s down there in hospital?’ he blurted out.
    Mario gently put down his chicken and turned to E.D.
    ‘Now you listen here, little brother. There’s nothing we can do now to help Tony. He’s in the best place he can be in. Ma and Dad are with him. There’s absolutely no use in us sitting around here all mopey.’
    Angus shrugged. ‘Mario’s got a point. You being grumpy doesn’t help anyone.’
    ‘Someone did that to Tony,’ E.D. muttered, moving away from the others.
    ‘Don’t be daft, Emilio.’ Mario glowered at his back. ‘It was an accident.’ E.D. shook his head then moved further away. Grabbing one of the small cartons of food and a bottle of drink, Angus stood up and followed him down the driveway.
    ‘E.D.?’ he called. ‘You know Proctor’s Powerhouse? The old motorbike shop with the new owners?’ E.D. nodded, but didn’t say anything. Angus pressed on. ‘Yeah, well I wasdown there this afternoon, having a bit of a look and these two guys on motorbikes suddenly appeared.’
    ‘Listen, Angus. I think I’ll head back to the hospital.’
    ‘Can’t I just finish my story?’ There was hurt in Angus’ voice.
    ‘Yeah, of course. Sorry.’ E.D. sat down on a patch of grass, and leaned back against the fence. Angus placed the food and drinks down in front of him and joined his friend.
    ‘Well, I’m just sort of minding my own business in this lane that runs alongside the shop, when these two guys all dressed in black appear on their motorbikes and start threatening me.’
    E.D. turned to look at Angus. ‘Threatening you?’
    ‘Yeah. I reckon they didn’t like me hanging around there. Did you know that the guy who owns the place is also Teagan and Jack’s father?’
    E.D. absently took a piece of chicken and started eating. ‘Teagan and Jack Proctor? As in the two kids who keep winning everything down at the track? If their dad owns a bike store, it sort of makes sense that they both know how to ride bikes so well.’
    Angus nodded. He quickly told E.D. about the conversation he’d overheard. ‘So it doesn’t look like Teagan is allowed to race.’
    ‘Hey.’ E.D. sat up. ‘They ride those lime-green bikes, don’t they?’
    ‘Yeah, that’s right,’ Angus replied, eyeing his friend.
    ‘Well, Tony didn’t have his accident until that kid joined our practice run at The Moon.’ E.D. got to his feet.
    ‘And it was a lime-green bike that spooked King a few days ago.’ For a moment neither boy spoke. Angus pushed the cardboard box full of chicken and chips towards E.D., who appeared to have suddenly decided something.
    ‘Come on,’ E.D. said, jumping to his feet again, the box of food in his hand.
    ‘What?’ Angus had just got comfortable.
    ‘What I need is some action, something to do. I can’t stand all this sitting around. I hate hospitals, Angus.’
    ‘Yeah, well—’
    ‘They’re