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whispered, ‘make sure the others are properly asleep.’
    We waited in silence. All I could hear was my own breathing. After what felt like ages, I tiptoed over to Tommy’s bed. He was lying on his front, curled up like a baby, sucking his thumb. I watched the outline of his chest rise and fall evenly a couple of times. Well, that settled it. He was definitely asleep. There was no way he’d be faking with his thumb in his mouth.
    Nico was standing between Mat and Mig’s beds.
    ‘They’re well out of it,’ he whispered.
    ‘Come on, then. Let’s go.’
    The door that led outside was locked. Nico raised his hand and made a twisting motion. Telekinesis. With a soft click the lock sprang back. We padded across the courtyard. In the depths of night it was surprisingly cool. A bright moon hung clear in the sky, casting a gentle light across the three buildings.
    The two bolts on the inside of the door into the main building scraped against the wall as Nico drew them back telekinetically. I held my breath, hoping no one inside would hear. We had no idea where Fernandez, Cindy or Don slept, though I was guessing their rooms were near the girls’ dorm.
    ‘Hurry up,’ I whispered.
    Nico waved his hand across the lock on the door. Another click. The door sprang open. We were inside.
    ‘So far, so easy,’ Nico murmured.
    ‘Don’t get cocky,’ I whispered as we reached Fernandez’s office door.
    Nico rolled his eyes. ‘Man, you sound just like Ketty.’
    The office door was locked too. Nico focused for a second. This time the lock turned silently. Nico pushed at the door and it swung open.
    I followed him into the office. I’d only seen it through the open door before. It was larger than I’d realised. A row of filing cabinets stood down one side of the room. A desk cluttered with a PC, several books and a mountain of papers stood under the window, bathed in moonlight. Nico flicked the wall switch but no light came on.
    ‘The generator’s probably turned off overnight,’ I muttered.
    He nodded. ‘At least there’s moonlight.’ He headed for the phone which was perched at one end of the desk.
    I went over to the filing cabinets. How on earth was I going to find out anything about Luz among all the information in here?
    I took out my little torch and scanned the drawers fast. They were labelled with numbers. I pulled a few open at random. Bills, brochures, repair estimates. I flicked through the papers as quickly as possible.
    Across the room, Nico was dialling a number.
    I checked another file. A bunch of invoices. Nothing that looked remotely connected to the kids staying at the camp.
    ‘Ed, come here,’ Nico whispered. ‘This isn’t working.’
    ‘What did you dial? I asked.
    ‘Geri’s emergency number,’ Nico said. ‘I’m just getting an engaged signal.’
    ‘Were you using the right international code?’ I said.
    ‘What?’ Nico stared at me. ‘How the frigging hell do I work out what that is? Geri said we could use this number to reach her from anywhere .’
    This was true. I remembered her handing out the number when she briefed us before our first mission. ‘Well maybe you misdialled. Try it again.’
    I turned back to the filing cabinets. The next drawer I tried was locked. I stared at it for a second before remembering who I was with.
    ‘Nico?’ I said.
    ‘What?’ He looked up from the number pad on the front of the phone.
    ‘Could you open these drawers for me?’
    Nico rolled his eyes. ‘ Why? ’
    ‘Please.’
    He peered at the drawer for a few seconds. With a twist of his hand, the locks sprang back.
    Nico turned back to the phone. I pulled the drawer open. Sheaves of papers. I pulled out a bunch and rifled through them. Nothing that made any sense to me. And there were four more cabinets, all full of drawers just like this one. The information about Luz and the other police van kids – if it was here at all – could be in any one of them.
    My guts twisted. How long had we been