Love Token

‘THIS will never work,” I said, hunchedoverthe keyboard and typing with two fingers.

“Why not?” askedPeter,hanging over my shoulder and watching the letters appear slowly on the screen.

“Too many risks. Too many variables. Too many things that can go wrong.”

“Nonsense,” he scoffed. “It’s foolproof. We know that Old Bully Balls and Dragon Breath both go out for lunch at the same time. The coast will be completely clear.”

“Don’t call them that,” I said, irritated. “Just now one of them appears unexpectedly and hears you . . .”

“Don’t worry,” he said soothingly. “Even if they did, they’d have no idea what we’re talking about.”

“Who would have no idea what you’re talking about?” came a sudden voice from the doorway, and both of us jumped. In panic, I deleted the document on the screen.

“Oh, hello, Mr Butler,” said Peter smoothly,