Artemis Fowl II is dead. Everyone knows that. He was thirty-two at the time. His death came as a surprise to everyone. He had no wife, and no heirs. Everything he had went to his brothers, including Fowl Manor. They abruptly put every cent of his personal savings into a bank account for a reason unknown to the public. But they know. And soon everyone else will too.
Unnamed café, London, England
"Are you sure they'll be here?" Jax asked.
"Positive," Ariadne replied, "and even if they're not, we can try again." Her brother groaned.
"Not again, Ari! We've been at this for a year! I think it's time we cut our losses." He immediately regretted saying this; because his sister's glares would have no problem killing people if that was possible.
"Father wouldn't give up. Father wouldn't have stopped until he succeeded," she whispered. Jax nodded.
"I know, but we are not Dad." Ariadne's jaw tightened. Most people would have forgotten at least a little about their father if he died when he or she was eleven. But Ariadne did not forget anything.
Myles Fowl glared at the table number like it had committed and unforgivable crime. Four. How ironic. "Myles!" said his twin brother excitedly. "Who does that kid at table six remind you of?" Myles looked quickly. At the aforementioned table a teenage boy of maybe seventeen with black hair sat arguing with a blonde girl of around sixteen.
"He looks exactly like Artemis!" he exclaimed. The boy's head snapped towards them with a look of horror. The girl's didn't follow, but her companion's finger tapped the wrought iron once. Twice. Three times. Four. A nod of a female head followed. Myles narrowed his eyes as the two got up and walked away. "Did you see that, Beckett?" Beckett nodded solemnly, which was unusual for him.
"They must have known Artemis," he reasoned, but Myles disagreed.
"Not possible," Myles said. "They would have been eleven, thirteen at the most when he died." Beckett nodded.
"But there had got to be some sort of catch."
"Camille? They could have—" Beckett cut him off.
"No way. They couldn't have hidden that for eleven years!"
"Then what?" demanded Myles.
Then came a cheery female voice from behind them, "Hello, Myles and Beckett Fowl!"
On the cover as Ariadne is Emma Degerstedt. As Ajax is Logan Lerman. Edited together using iPiccy.