could from the wrecked remains of Catchers. So whenever we managed to down one, Hazel and some other Brotherhood members drove up on quad bikes and dragged them back to their warehouse.
Today she was working with a kid called Kyle, who was Jeremy’s second in command. I was fairly sure Kyle actually ran everything important. He was the one who made sure supplies went where they needed to be. He catalogued what the scavenging teams brought back. Jeremy led the teams but ultimately Kyle did all the important work. I hadn’t seen much of him before the Battle of Pittodrie but from what I’d heard, he’d spent most of his time with one of the groups that moved about Aberdeen, scuttling from one house toanother. It wasn’t an easy way to live and he’d picked up a nervous attitude.
I walked up to them and waved. “Hey, you got a minute?”
Kyle jumped in his saddle and looked about as Hazel turned off her engine and gave me a big grin. “Hey, well done in there, sis. It was good work. What do you want to talk about?”
“Can I get another shock-stick?” I asked Kyle, holding up the broken pieces of my old one. “The Catcher broke mine.”
He took the two halves in his hands and glared at them. “These don’t grow on trees, you know. We don’t have enough for you to keep breaking them.”
“I know but it was an emergency. And I need a new one.”
He rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Anything for a council member, I guess. I’ll grab you one after I’ve finished helping Hazel.”
“Could you go and get it now, please? ” I asked, putting a special emphasis on the please. “I’ll wait here with Hazel.”
He glanced at me, suddenly uncertain, then nodded and scuttled off. Hazel strode into the hotel towards the Catcher’s remains, her smile shrinking. I followed.
“It’s business then, is it?” she asked as we walked towards the large hole in the floor.
“Yeah, it is. I’ve got a few questions.”
“Because of the attack? Or has something else happened you want to pin on us?”
My heart sank. She was already getting annoyed. I tried to keep the peace.
“Look, I just want to ask you one or two things, that’s all. It’ll be over quickly and then you can get back to work.”
“Work, work, work. That’s all it is with you. Why can’t we ever talk about something else?”
“Well, what do you want to talk about?”
“How’s Jesse getting on?”
I wasn’t aware of doing anything, but my body language must have given me away because her face fell.
“Well, don’t worry about it,” she said after a moment. “He’s sure to call soon. The chickens won’t have got him yet.”
“You know a lot about the chickens.”
Hazel hesitated for a split second before shrugging. “You hang out with them for a few months, you tend to pick things up.”
“A lot of stuff to pick up. That Jesse’s still free, that there’s a spy…”
Hazel had confirmed my suspicion that there was a traitor in Aberdeen. I don’t know how she knew, but she’d taken me aside at a meeting last week and mentioned it. Sadly she could only tell us that a spy existed, not who it was. Which was kind of suspicious.
Hazel’s eyes narrowed. Looks like, after a brief few pleasant words, we were back to fighting. “A spy I told you about immediately.”
I rubbed my forehead. “Look, Hazel, I trust you. You know I do.”
“Then why are you always going on at me like this? It’s always ‘Oh Hazel, have you sold us out to the chickens yet?’ That’s not trusting.”
Something snapped inside me. “I said I trusted you. Only you. Not the Brotherhood.”
Hazel gave a wild laugh. “So you think I’d just be going along with them if they were traitors? That I wouldn’t turn them in? What would be the point? We were on the same side as the chickens once before and look how that worked out. We’re with you now. You guys just aren’t with us .”
“What do you expect? You worked with the enemy. Egbert betrayed