ARTEMIS FOWL II

‘Artemis?’

Artemis looked up from the screen of his PowerBook. He was getting a head start on the translation.

‘Yes?’

‘The sprite. Why didn’t we simply keep the Book and leave her to die?’

‘A corpse is evidence, Butler. My way, the People will have no reason to be suspicious.’

‘But the sprite?’

‘I hardly think she will confess to showing humans the Book. In any case, I mixed a slight amnesiac into her second injection. When she finally wakes up, the last week will be a blur.’

Butler nodded appreciatively. Always two steps ahead, that was Master Artemis. People said he was a chip off the old block. They were wrong. Master Artemis was a brand-new block, the likes of which had never been seen before.

Doubts assuaged, Butler returned to his copy of Guns and Ammo, leaving his employer to unravel the secrets of the universe.