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CHAPTER 48

SOMETHING STRONG

MOLLY GASPED; her hand went to her throat.

This time it was far stronger: a pulsation from her locket, the feeling of heat, almost as if her skin were burning.

Again, she ran to the window and looked out, hoping to see her father. Again she was disappointed.

But she knew something must have happened—something strong and close by. Keeping her hand on the still-warm locket, she stared into the gloom, her thoughts racing but finding no answer.

What could it be? CHAPTER 49

EITHER WAY

TINKER BELL FELT IT, TOO, but in a different way, and more powerfully. She was sitting on a roof, resting and fuming after yet another failed attempt to extract information from yet another idiot London pigeon. Then it came: it was as if an invisible wave of warm air had suddenly enveloped her, then rushed past.

Tink knew instantly what it was. She also knew, from its direction of travel, where it had come from. Forgetting her weariness, she leaped up from the rooftop and streaked low across London as fast as she had ever flown. She understood that Peter had opened the locket, or somebody else had.

Whichever it was, Peter was in serious trouble.