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gifted in their individual ways. You won’t be disappointed.’
    ‘ No, I’m sure I won’t be. I’ll see you later at the convention. I’m bringing a friend with me, I hope you don’t mind. ’
    ‘I do mind. It’s an exclusive gathering. No one else should be there. Professor Kyle Adams won’t allow it.’
    ‘ It just so happens that she’s also a good friend of his . He’s already agreed to it .’
    ‘Has he now?’ said the Professor, gritting his teeth in a bid to control his temper. He couldn’t afford to upset the man on the other end of the phone; it would be detrimental to his future. ‘Fair enough. I shall see you later and make further arrangements.’ With that he slammed the phone and immediately rang Kyle.
    ‘ Hello?’ came a deep jovial voice.
    ‘It’s me,’ said the Professor.
    ‘ Ah! Professor Snipes. I was just thinking of you. Is everything well ?’
    ‘No. I understand you’ve allowed an extra person to witness the event this afternoon.’
    There was a slight pause. ‘ Yes, only a dear friend of mine. Scarlet Raven is an adept scientist and just as capable as you and me. She’s as secretive as they come. How did you know?’
    ‘Let’s just say that I did,’ said the Professor. ‘Is there anything else I should know?’
    ‘I’m not sure what you mean,’ came the reply. ‘ Today is your day and we’re all looking forward to it. I wouldn’t have agreed to arrange it here otherwise. Remember I’m doing you a favour. By the way, two people have sent their apologies – Mr Peashore for one. He will not be able to attend following his unfortunate accident yesterday: he shot himself in the foot while out hunting. And Ms Honeysuckle won’t be coming because she’s currently recovering from a bee sting. ’
    ‘I’ve heard some excuses in my time but a bee sting ?’ mocked the Professor.
    ‘Well, actually … and you didn’t hear it from me … a recent experiment of hers was to calm a swarm of bees. Well, it failed. They became angry and aroused instead. She was stung by more than two hundred of them in the end.’
    The Professor tried not to laugh. ‘Oh, well. That’s what is known as a stinging failure.’
    ‘ Yes quite,’ replied Professor Kyle Adams stiffly. ‘Well, I have much more to do so I’ll see you later .’
    ‘Yes, goodbye.’ The Professor replaced the phone and took a deep breath. Scarlet Raven. Who was she? He had never heard of her before. He shrugged and made a note to meet her before the talk went ahead. If the wrong people knew about his experiment it could cause a lot of problems he didn’t need right now. The rest of the world wasn’t quite ready to hear of his achievements yet. They were just too astounding.
    The Professor shuffled through the papers on his desk, before gathering the relevant ones together in a pile. As he neared the end of his task the pouting face of young boy peered around the door. He was a tall, thin lad, with short, dark hair and refined features in a narrow face. He was frowning miserably and his bottom lip stuck out petulantly.
    ‘Dad! Will won’t give me back my coat!’
    ‘Will! Come here!’ shouted the Professor, impatiently. He didn’t have time for such petty problems. This afternoon was important and everything had to be perfect.
    Will (or William, to give him his full name) entered the room like a spider, crawling upside down on the ceiling and carrying his brother’s coat across his stomach. His hands and feet were sticking to the surface.
    ‘Here I am!’ He glanced towards the Professor and, seeing his stern expression, shook his mop of wavy blond hair and smiled mischievously. His eyes were striking – ordinary in shape but frog-like in colouring.
    ‘Give your brother his coat right now ! We haven’t got long before we leave,’ snapped the Professor. Why couldn’t the child see how important this day was to him? He glanced at his watch. Only another two hours before they would leave.
    ‘I was