Night School: Resistance (Night School 4)

Mutely, Allie shook her head. She couldn’t do that. She couldn’t let them leave Carter.

The guard held her gaze with cool blue eyes. ‘Miss Sheridan, don’t make me restrain you.’ He wasn’t angry or cruel and somehow that made it all worse. He just didn’t care.

Allie was trembling so violently now it was difficult to speak. Still, she pleaded with him.

‘But don’t you see?’ she said, her voice shaking. ‘He’ll die. And if he dies …’

…my life is over.

‘I’m sorry,’ he said. But she didn’t believe him.

Twisting in his grip, she strained to see what was happening behind them. Already they were too far away for her to make out the faces of those they’d left behind. For a second she thought she saw Carter amid a black cloud of fighters; standing his ground.

‘Oh God,’ she whispered, her heart breaking. ‘Carter …’

Then the car turned a corner and he disappeared in the dark of the city night.





Letter from C.J.





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Acknowledgments





Huge thanks, first of all, to my lovely new editor at Little Brown, Karen Ball. Karen stepped into the middle of the Night School series with fabulous ideas and calm rationale, saving me from panic and helping to bring it all together. Thank you, Karen, for everything.

I truly believe the Night School series would not exist were it not for my brilliant agent and friend, Madeleine Milburn. She continually inspires me with her savvy, her skill and her boundless energy. Because of her, Night School is now all over the world. Words are not enough to express my thanks, Maddy. So I will speak in the language of chocolate.

Many thanks go to Night School’s international publishers, especially the super cool Glenn Tavennec and everyone at Robert Laffont in France, the wonderful team at Oetinger in Germany, everyone at Otwarte in Poland, and all the publishers around the world who have embraced Night School and brought it to so many readers. I’m honoured to be working with you all.

I also offer gratitude, hugs and wine to my amazing friends Kate Bell, Laura Barbey, Hélène Rudyk, and Catriona Verner-Jeffreys, who read every Night School book before it’s edited; their thoughts and ideas make the story so much better. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you guys.

To my friend, former editor, and spirit animal, Samantha Smith – You are as much a part of Cimmeria Academy as Allie Sheridan. None of this would have happened without you. You know how I feel. My heart’s on my sleeve.

To Tory Lyne-Pirkis at Midas PR, who basically stood on the rooftops shouting about Night School until people listened, you are awesome. Also fun. And great at festivals. Thank you so much for everything.

A big shout-out goes to the Night School fan groups spreading the Cimmeria love in multiple languages. Especially Myriam Seth at Night School France, Tanya, Flor and Angela at Night School Spain, Daniel and Angelica at Night School Bogota, Jimena, Alexis, Cynthia and Sergio at Night School Mexico – You are simply the best! I am so grateful for all you do.

Over the years, a few bloggers have championed the series, and I don’t know where Night School would be without their hard work. Andrew at Pewter Wolf, Justine at Fairy Neverland, Lucy at Project UK, and Cait at Artistic Nonsense – thank you all so much for being there.

Finally, to my brilliant husband, Jack, who endures my deadlines, my panic attacks, and my freak-outs; who makes the best book trailers in all of bookdom, brainstorms plotlines, comes up with crazy ideas that just might work, and, most importantly, never doubts. True love forever.





About the Author

A former crime reporter, political writer and investigative journalist, C. J. Daugherty has also written several books about travel in Ireland and France. Although she left the world of crime reporting years ago, she never lost her fascination with what it is that drives some people to do awful things, and the kinds of people who try to stop them. The Night School series is the product of that fascination.

C. J. lives in the south of England with her husband and a small menagerie of pets.