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turned to Owen. ‘We haven’t heard about anyone being killed, have you?’
    â€˜Not us.’ Owen shook his head.
    A girl with dark hair shivered. ‘This is just frightening. Really frightening. Look at me, I’m shaking.’
    Both Owen and Jez were happy to look at the girl as she stood shivering with fear.
    Another girl had a suggestion. ‘Maybe it’s something to do with the woman that was found wandering in Whitby? She’d lost her memory and her boyfriend is missing.’
    â€˜Maybe they found the boyfriend.’ Owen nodded at the chalked outline. ‘Murdered.’
    The girls did some more shuddering and moved closer to Owen and Jez. Owen stood taller, trying to resemble the kind of strong, heroic guy to have close, if trouble broke out.
    â€˜Has anyone seen any blood?’ Jez asked with a deliberate expression of innocence.
    â€˜Oh God, is there any?’ The blonde stood even closer to Owen.
    Owen glanced sideways at Jez; both knew they’d broken the ice with the girls. This could be the start of something extremely exciting.
I could end the day with a new
girlfriend
, thought Owen, pleased.
I’ll invite the blonde girl to the cinema.
Then a worrying thought struck him
.
I hope Jez doesn’t make a move on the blonde.
    Jez studied the ground by the light of the streetlamps. ‘My God … there is something. I think I can see blood.’
    The girls dropped silent. Owen could sense their tension. All four leaned over the police tape to see a dark smear on the pavement. Next to the chalked outline of the victim stood a large bin made from yellow plastic. Printed on its front was the word GRIT. The bin contained a mixture of sand and salt, which could be shovelled out on to paths if there was ice or snow.
    By this time, the four girls had bent right over to examine what appeared to be blood. The tension was electric.
    Then – BANG! A figure lunged from the plastic bin that contained the grit – a human jack-in-the-box. The man yelled. Blood covered his face and he clawed his hands in the air as if trying to reach the girls.
    Screaming, they fled. Owen caught one last glimpse of the blonde vanishing into an alleyway. His romantic trip to the cinema vanished with her.
    Jez recognized the man who’d been captive in the yellow bin. ‘Shaun!’
    The kid grinned. ‘Did you see their faces? They were bogging terrified!’
    â€˜
Shaun!
’ Owen and Jez shouted the name together.
    â€˜What did you do that for?’ Owen couldn’t believe his bad luck. ‘We were getting somewhere.’
    â€˜That was fantastic.’ Shaun laughed. ‘See this?’ He touched his cheek. ‘Fake blood left over from Hallowe’en. I found the police tape on the beach at Whitby months ago. I’ve been waiting for just the right moment to use it. I drew the chalk outline, too,’ he added proudly.
    Jez sounded murderous. ‘You scared ’em away. The most beautiful girls we’ve ever seen … and you scared ’em away!’
    â€˜It was funny.’ Shaun seemed offended that no one else was laughing. ‘I’ve been planning this all week. Pretend there’s been a murder, chalk the outline, then burst out of here with blood on my face. Hey, there’s no need for that. No … let go … keep your frigging hands off me.’
    Jez pushed the youth back into the yellow bin, slammed down the lid, then sat on it. Owen sat beside him. Shaun had ruined their evening, but at least he was now their prisoner.
    Shaun pounded on the inside of the bin. ‘A joke … that’s all … just a joke.’
    â€˜Rot in jail, you idiot.’
    â€˜Can’t breathe … let me out.’
    â€˜You breathed OK when you hid in there earlier.’
    Jez turned to Owen. ‘At least we spoke to them now. Next time they’ll know us.’
    â€˜Which one would you ask out?’
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