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Chapter Three Of A Monster

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Chapter Three A Monster in My Side We tore through the night down dark country roads, wind slamming into the pickup. Rain lashed the windshield. I didn’t know how Mom could see anything, but she kept her foot on the pedal. Each time there was a flash of lightning, I glanced at Simon sitting in the backseat, and I wondered if I’d gone mad or if he was wearing a robe, cone-shaped hat, and elf shoes. All I could think to say was, “So, um, you and my dad know each other?” Simon’s gaze flitted to the rearview mirror, though there were no cars behind us. “Yeah, sure,” he said. “We work together.” “Oh, so what exactly do you do?” “That doesn’t matter right now.” “Then why—” “The less you know, the fewer monsters you’ll attract,” Simon said, like that should be perfectly obvious. “At least that’s what it says in the book.” “Monsters—wait a minute, what do you mean?” The howling rose up again from somewhere behind the truck, closer than before. Whatever was chasing us was still on our trail. “Aiden,” my mom said, “there’s too much to explain and not enough time. We have to get you to safety.” “Safety from what? Who’s after me?” “Oh, nobody much,” Simon said. “Just Renwick and a few of his minions.” “Simon!” “Sorry, Ms. Greene. Can you drive a little faster, please?” I tried to wrap my mind around what was going on, but I couldn’t do it. I knew this wasn’t a nightmare. My eyes were open. Mom made a hard right. We turned sharply onto a narrow road, racing past darkened houses, wooded

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