The Knife of Never Letting Go

And then I make it go even redder with the feel of my own fist landing on Davy Prentiss’s face, of Davy Prentiss falling from his horse, his foot caught in the stirrup, dragged away like so much trash.

“Well,” the Mayor says, “that explains the mysterious whereabouts of my son.”

And if I didn’t know better, I’d say he sounded almost amused.

But I notice the only way I can tell this is from the sound of his voice, a voice sharper and smarter than any old Prentisstown voice he might once have had, and that the nothing I heard coming from him when I ran into Haven is still a big nothing in whatever room this is and it’s matched by a big nothing from Mr. Collins.

They ain’t got Noise.

Neither of ’em.

PATRICK NESS is the author of the Chaos Walking trilogy, which includes The Knife of Never Letting Go, wi