was shaking his head. ‘That was too close!’ he called. ‘Do you think anyone saw us?’
‘I hope not!’ Emily called back.
Joel shouted over to Paelen. ‘Take the lead! Ask your sandals to find Tornado Warning. Let’s just take a look at him and get the heck out of here!’
Paelen directed his sandals forward. When he was a length ahead of Pegasus, he called down to his sandals, ‘Take us to Tornado Warning.’
Emily gripped Pegasus’s mane tighter and prepared to change direction in the sky. But when she looked at Paelen and then down to his winged sandals, nothing happened. Normally when he gave a command to the sandals, the wings fluttered to let him know they had heard and were obeying.
‘Tornado Warning,’ Paelen repeated. ‘Find Tornado Warning.’
Paelen repeated the command several more times, but the sandals remained unchanged. He looked back at Emily and shrugged. ‘They do not know where he is.’
By now they were moving uptown. On their right, Emily saw the George Washington Bridge. She reached forward and pointed. ‘Pegasus, do you see that tall bridge over there? Please follow it. It will take us to where we can land.’ She called forward to Paelen, ‘Follow us!’
Pegasus veered in the sky. Beneath them, the tall suspension bridge crossed over the Hudson River and led them deeper into New Jersey. As they passed over Fort Lee, Emily saw a large area of dense trees rising to the far right. ‘Take us down, Pegs. We need to talk!’
After a few minutes of searching, Pegasus found a clearing in the trees. When the stallion neatly touched down, Emily slid off his back. She approached her friends.
‘What happened?’ she asked Paelen. ‘Why can’t your sandals find Tornado?’
Paelen shrugged. ‘I do not know. They have never failed me before.’
‘Are they still working?’ Joel asked. ‘Test them. Ask them to take you to Governors Island.’
Paelen nodded and looked down at his winged sandals. ‘Take me to Governors Island.’ Immediately the tiny wings flapped in acknowledgement and lifted Paelen off the ground and moved in the direction of the small island off southern Manhattan. ‘Stop!’ Paelen ordered. ‘Take me back to Emily.’
‘So they are still working,’ Joel muttered.
‘Perhaps they do not recognize the command,’ Alexis added as she folded her wings and padded up to them. ‘If it is thus that Tornado Warning comes from both Pegasus and this world, it may be confusing them.’
‘That’s dumb,’ Emily said.
Alexis narrowed her green eyes. ‘Do you have a better suggestion?’
Emily didn’t. But she didn’t want the Sphinx to know that. She still resented Alexis being forced on them. ‘If the sandals can’t find Tornado, what are we supposed to do? That was the plan.’
Joel rubbed his chin. ‘Well, we can’t go back until we’ve seen that horse. We just have to find him another way. Let’s search the internet to find out where he’s racing next.’
‘How?’ Emily asked. ‘It’s not like we can just walk into an internet café – we don’t exactly blend in!’
‘I wasn’t suggesting that,’ Joel shot back. ‘We need someone with a home computer. Who do we know?’
‘My aunt,’ Emily suggested. ‘But she’s being watched by the CRU.’
‘I didn’t have any school friends,’ Joel muttered. ‘And my foster family didn’t own a computer, so no point going back there.’
‘I know,’ Paelen offered excitedly. ‘What about Earl? Perhaps he can help us.’
Emily thought back to Earl, the owner of their old hide-out, the Red Apple. He had helped them last time they were in this world. Even after he’d been badly hurt – when the Nirads attacked – he’d done all he could to help.
She looked at Paelen and nodded. ‘That’s not a bad idea. Do you think your sandals could find him?’
Paelen looked down at his sandals. ‘Take me to Earl.’
The tiny wings flapped and lifted Paelen off the ground. There was no