Murder, Magic, Merthings, More.

  Chapter 1

  Three years had passed since that day. William Riddell may have gone but his spirit lived on in Jamie. Jamie was slim, short for his age, had short, dark brown hair and large, dark blue eyes. He was quite intelligent but found school boring. The only lesson he found interesting was Physics. He loved learning about planets and gravity and how and why things worked. He had only one main hobby. Skydiving. He’d been suspended for a month once for jumping off the school and onto the headmaster’s brand new BMW. He hadn’t been punished though. For the past three years now, he’d lived with his uncle James.

  James was an alcoholic, a thief, a pig and a filthy, filthy liar. In a nutshell, he was a bad, bad man. Jamie had once heard his father say Jamie was named after him. Once Jamie had met him he’d made a mental note to change his name as soon as possible. James didn’t care about, want or even love Jamie. He barely even fed Jamie.

  So Jamie made money for food by doing dares for children. He actually enjoyed this. He got paid for doing what he loved. But he didn’t realise that one jump could change everything.