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Chapter five ~ Finding Smith
"Where were you last night?" Butler demanded.
Juliet shrugged. "Does it matter?"
"Yes it does."
"Butler leave her alone, she's not a kid she can go out and enjoy herself if she wants." Emma said, grabbing the newspaper up from the table.
Artemis turned to watch her.
"Just trying to catch up with you, I mean you read the paper right?" Emma asked.
"Not that one." Artemis replied. "It's full of gossip, not one word you read is true, it's pure fabricated rumour."
"More interesting the one you read." She mumbled.
Juliet smiled. "Oh I was just having a bit of fun, that's all." She said, shrugging the matter aside. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to take Mrs Fowl's breakfast up."
"I'm taking my retest today. Hopefully I'll do better then last time, then I can ride your mercerdes, hey Artemis?" Emma smiled.
Artemis smirked as he got up from the table. he glanced at his watch and headed towards the backdoor. Mulch had just arrived.
"Well, I stayed there all night, they change guards twice during the night, once at." Mulch began, but Artemis silenced him with a look. Emma had pricked up her ears and was staring over at the back door.
"What time does who change guards, Mulch?"
Mulch grunted as he walked into the house.
Juliet returned to the kitchen and scowled at the sight of the dirty dwarf. "Really, he does make my job ten times harder, surely Mrs Fowl hates having him in the house."
"Going anywhere nice with Harold?" Mulch demanded, imitating Juliet's voice.
She smirked. "Actually I am, I'm going to his house."
"And where would that be?" Butler said, quickly.
"Nice try, but I'm not having you sending any of your men to spy on me." Juliet replied with a smile.
"Well, I have cleared it with Mrs Fowl, so I'll go and get changed and then I'll be off."
"Think you'll manage to be back at a decent hour this time?" Butler demanded.
Juliet grinned. "You never know, I might not come back at all!"
Butler made to get up.
Artemis shook his head. "She was being sarcastic Butler, the tone of her voice raised ever so slightly, sarcasm."
Later that afternoon, Emma disappeared to retake her driving test. Butler went to collect some ammunition from a 'few mates' leaving Artemis and Mulch alone to discuss 'plans'. Artemis was once more poured over the computer, and the aim of his search was to find Harold Smith.
He was not worried for Juliet's safety, like Butler, but Smith's name seemed to be coming across more and more. Harold was making quite a name for himself, and there was nothing like checking out the opposition.
But it appeared Harold knew his stuff, he covered his tracks well, making finding him virtually impossible. Well, virtually impossible for an average human, but the intellectually gifted Artemis Fowl fought his way through the security with little difficulty.
It seemed Harold Smith, which was not his real name, was vastly interested in weapons. They seemed his life's work, and for an eighteen year old he had had a very long life. Artemis was almost surprised to find such a character still standing. He ripped off every person he came into contact with, pulling them apart and sucking them dry. He was devious, calculating, and positively unbeatable. How could someone like Smith have gone so long without being challenged? How could respectable 'businessmen' (business men referring to established criminal families such as the Mafia) let this hooligan take over?
Fowl scorned. His father would not have stood for it, (before he went legitimate, of course). It appeared that Smith was now one of the leading importers of weapons, he was practically in control of the black market.
What really interested Artemis was why, why no one had challenged Smith? And with that in mind he had a great urge to meet him. there had to be a power behind him, a power that made him untouchable, to the world, well to the Upper Elements anyway. And it was with that thought it mind that Artemis picked up his phone, and spoke quickly into the speaker. "Juliet Mob."
The phone recognised his voice and began to ring the younger Butler's number. But almost instantly it connected with an annoying voice mail message, that sounder like Juliet had recorded it when she was drunk out of her head.
Artemis disconnected the call, and then pressed one to ring Butler. Butler didn't like being disturbed when he was with his 'mates', but his little sister had got her self into trouble, again.
Chapter five ~ Finding Smith
"Where were you last night?" Butler demanded.
Juliet shrugged. "Does it matter?"
"Yes it does."
"Butler leave her alone, she's not a kid she can go out and enjoy herself if she wants." Emma said, grabbing the newspaper up from the table.
Artemis turned to watch her.
"Just trying to catch up with you, I mean you read the paper right?" Emma asked.
"Not that one." Artemis replied. "It's full of gossip, not one word you read is true, it's pure fabricated rumour."
"More interesting the one you read." She mumbled.
Juliet smiled. "Oh I was just having a bit of fun, that's all." She said, shrugging the matter aside. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to take Mrs Fowl's breakfast up."
"I'm taking my retest today. Hopefully I'll do better then last time, then I can ride your mercerdes, hey Artemis?" Emma smiled.
Artemis smirked as he got up from the table. he glanced at his watch and headed towards the backdoor. Mulch had just arrived.
"Well, I stayed there all night, they change guards twice during the night, once at." Mulch began, but Artemis silenced him with a look. Emma had pricked up her ears and was staring over at the back door.
"What time does who change guards, Mulch?"
Mulch grunted as he walked into the house.
Juliet returned to the kitchen and scowled at the sight of the dirty dwarf. "Really, he does make my job ten times harder, surely Mrs Fowl hates having him in the house."
"Going anywhere nice with Harold?" Mulch demanded, imitating Juliet's voice.
She smirked. "Actually I am, I'm going to his house."
"And where would that be?" Butler said, quickly.
"Nice try, but I'm not having you sending any of your men to spy on me." Juliet replied with a smile.
"Well, I have cleared it with Mrs Fowl, so I'll go and get changed and then I'll be off."
"Think you'll manage to be back at a decent hour this time?" Butler demanded.
Juliet grinned. "You never know, I might not come back at all!"
Butler made to get up.
Artemis shook his head. "She was being sarcastic Butler, the tone of her voice raised ever so slightly, sarcasm."
Later that afternoon, Emma disappeared to retake her driving test. Butler went to collect some ammunition from a 'few mates' leaving Artemis and Mulch alone to discuss 'plans'. Artemis was once more poured over the computer, and the aim of his search was to find Harold Smith.
He was not worried for Juliet's safety, like Butler, but Smith's name seemed to be coming across more and more. Harold was making quite a name for himself, and there was nothing like checking out the opposition.
But it appeared Harold knew his stuff, he covered his tracks well, making finding him virtually impossible. Well, virtually impossible for an average human, but the intellectually gifted Artemis Fowl fought his way through the security with little difficulty.
It seemed Harold Smith, which was not his real name, was vastly interested in weapons. They seemed his life's work, and for an eighteen year old he had had a very long life. Artemis was almost surprised to find such a character still standing. He ripped off every person he came into contact with, pulling them apart and sucking them dry. He was devious, calculating, and positively unbeatable. How could someone like Smith have gone so long without being challenged? How could respectable 'businessmen' (business men referring to established criminal families such as the Mafia) let this hooligan take over?
Fowl scorned. His father would not have stood for it, (before he went legitimate, of course). It appeared that Smith was now one of the leading importers of weapons, he was practically in control of the black market.
What really interested Artemis was why, why no one had challenged Smith? And with that in mind he had a great urge to meet him. there had to be a power behind him, a power that made him untouchable, to the world, well to the Upper Elements anyway. And it was with that thought it mind that Artemis picked up his phone, and spoke quickly into the speaker. "Juliet Mob."
The phone recognised his voice and began to ring the younger Butler's number. But almost instantly it connected with an annoying voice mail message, that sounder like Juliet had recorded it when she was drunk out of her head.
Artemis disconnected the call, and then pressed one to ring Butler. Butler didn't like being disturbed when he was with his 'mates', but his little sister had got her self into trouble, again.