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assumed you had a key." He glared at Matt.
    Matt looked from Jess to Rob. "Why would I have a key?"
    Jess groaned. "Because he's our brother and that's what families do, give keys to each other. You know, in case of emergency."
    "I don't have your key."
    Jess threw her hands up in the air. "You don't need one, Matt. Emma has one, and she spends more time at your place than ours."
    "Enough." All three of them turned to look at Emma. "That's not helping right now. We could break a window, and Jess or I could get in that way. What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
    "You sound like you have experience doing this," Matt said. And, if Jess wasn't mistaken, there was a hint of awe in his voice.
    Emma laughed. "Not at all. Although I did climb through someone's open kitchen window when I was a kid. But that was a bit different because they asked me to do it."
    "Can't one of you get a key?" Rob asked as Emma started to wander around.
    "The only people who might have one are my parents, and I don't want to speak to them about James again. Ems, what are you doing?" Matt asked.
    "Looking for something to smash the window with. A rock, something like that."
    Jess couldn't help the laugh that escaped before clamping her hand over her mouth. Three sets of eyes turned her way, and she lifted her shoulders in a shrug. "It's just not a sentence I ever thought I'd hear Emma say while standing outside my brother's house. I don't know why. My life has become strange of late."
    Rob slipped an arm around her shoulders. "I know the feeling."
    "This'll work." Emma picked up a flat, pointed stone and held it out towards Rob. "Hit the window in the corner. The bottom corner."
    "Why am I doing this?"
    "It was your idea," Matt said.
    Rob shook his head but took the stone, and then smashed it against the window in the door. Clearing the glass from the pane, he reached in and unlocked the door.
    Jess couldn't remember the last time she'd been in James's house, so she didn't know if it was always this messy. But someone had definitely been there. The kitchen had dirty cups and plates, left in the sink and stacked on the worktop. There was a pile of clothes in the downstairs bathroom that led to a trail of more clothes up the stairs. Jess followed Matt upstairs, one hand on his shoulder. They found an empty spare bedroom, and then what must have been James's bedroom. The covers were rumpled, and the sound of heavy breathing gave away someone's presence. Matt flipped on the light.  
    Whoever it was jolted upright, obviously a light sleeper, and said, "What the hell?" He brandished a poker in defence as Jess screamed.
    "Oh, my God. James! We thought you were dead."
    James dropped the poker. "If you thought I was dead, what are you doing here?"
    "We found you in the vault. But then you disappeared. We were trying to find you," Jess said, her words coming out in a rush. She moved towards him, her hand held out. Sitting on the bed next to him, she placed her hand on his chest. He felt warm, so different from the last time. She shuddered as the tears started, and James wrapped her up in his arms and pulled her against his chest.
    "Shh, rabbit, I'm fine."
    "Don't call me that, you know I hate it," she said, as she let out a small laugh of relief.

CHAPTER NINE

    After the shock of finding James alive had worn off somewhat, Jess and the others sat in the living room, staring at him.
    "I've not grown another head, so quit staring."
    Jess smiled, thinking that he might not have grown another head, but he looked different. His normally ice-blue eyes were more like slate with the dark circles under them. He usually had such a neat appearance, but his jaw was covered in whiskers. She'd never seen it so long, and she could see some grey in there too. His hair needed cutting; it looked as bad as hers did in the morning, like it had a life of its own. It all made him seem more intimidating than normal, she thought, as he glared at Matt.
    "If you thought I was dead, why