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- The mere thought of Root gave Artemis the shivers. He decided to
- check in again. He inspected the monitors. Juliet was still in the kitchen,
- scrubbing at the sink. Washing the vegetables.
- Captain Short was on her bunk. Quiet as the grave. No more bed
- banging. Perhaps he had been wrong about her. Perhaps there was no plan.
- Butler stood at his post outside Holly’s cell. Odd. He should have
- been on his rounds by now. Artemis grabbed a walkie-talkie.
- “Butler?”
- “Roger, base. Receiving.”
- “Shouldn’t you be on your rounds?”
- There was a pause. “I am, Artemis. Patrolling the main landing.
- Coming up on the safe room. I’m waving at you right now.”
- Artemis glanced at the landing cameras. Deserted. From every angle.
- Definitely no waving manservant. He studied the monitors, counting under
- his breath . . . There! Every ten seconds, a slight jump. On every screen.
- “A loop!” he cried, jumping from his chair. “They’re feeding us a
- loop!”
- Over the speaker, he could hear Butler’s pace quickening to a run.
- “The safe room!”
- - Artemis Fowl, Chapter 7
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