Cherub: the Recruit
“AIR The six trainees and three instructors were heading to Malaysia for the final days of basic training. James’ only previous flight was an eight-hour holiday trip to Orlando, crammed with hundreds of wriggling kids and bawling parents. This time it was business class.
James’ toes couldn’t reach the seat in front. The puffy leather chairs had pull-up screens for Nintendo and movies and a button that tipped the seat back so it was like a bed. Before take-off the stewardess came round serving sandwiches and fruit juice. It would have been good any time. After thirteen hard weeks, he was in heaven.
The jumbo finished its climb out of Heathrow and the seatbelt sign beeped out. James slouched with his headphones on, flipping through the different music channels until he came across Elton John’s song ‘Rocket Man’. His mum had loved Elton. James felt guilty that he’d hardly thought about her since he got to CHERUB.
Kerry’s sock flew over the screen between the seats and landed in James’ lap.
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