I suppose it's conceivable that time travel could affect the mind.''Just answer the question!' insisted Butler.'Four hundred and ninety-nine point five, if you must know.''I'll take your word for it.'The giant bodyguard cocked his head to one side. 'Sirens. We need to get out of this area, Artemis,
golden toms kids, before I'm forced to cause an international incident.'He hustled Artemis to the other side of the road, to the only car still idling there. Maria looked a little pale, but at least she had not abandoned her clients.'Well done,' said Butler, flinging open the rear door. 'Airport. Stay off the motorway as much as possible.'Maria barely waited until Butler and Artemis were belted, before burning rubber down the street, ignoring the traffic lights. The blonde girl and her companions were left on the roadside behind them.Maria glanced at Artemis in the mirror. 'What happened out there?''No questions,' said Butler curtly. 'Eyes on the road. Drive.'He knew better than to ask questions himself. Artemis would explain all about the strange creature and the shining rift when he was ready.Artemis remained silent as the limousine swung down towards Las Ramblas and from there into the labyrinthine backstreets of downtown Barcelona.'How did I get here?' he said eventually. Musing aloud. 'Or rather why aren't we there? Or why aren't we then? What anchored us to this time?' He looked at Butler. 'Are you wearing any silver,
toms classic?'Butler grimaced sheepishly. 'You know I never usually wear jewellery, but there is this.' He shot one cuff. There was a leather bracelet on his wrist, with a silver nugget in the centre. 'Juliet sent it to me. From Mexico. It's to ward off evil spirits apparently. She made me promise to wear it.'Artemis smiled broadly. 'It was Juliet. She anchored us.' He tapped the silver nugget on Butler's wrist. 'You should give your sister a call. She saved our lives.'As Artemis tapped his bodyguard's wristband, he noticed something about his own fingers. They were his fingers, no doubt about it. But different somehow. It took him a moment to realize what had happened.He had, of course, done some theorizing on the hypothetical results of interdimensional travel, and concluded that there could possibly be some deterioration of the original, as with a computer program that has been copied once too often. Streams of information could be lost in the ether.As far as Artemis could tell, nothing had been lost, but now the index finger on his left hand was longer than the second finger. Or more accurately, the index finger had swapped places with the second finger.He flexed the fingers experimentally.'Hmm,' noted Artemis Fowl. 'I am unique.'Butler grunted. 'Tell me about it,' he said.CHAPTER 10: KONG THE KINGchateau PARADIZOMinerva Paradizo was simply furious. That odious Fowl boy had somehow stolen her research subject from right under her nose. And after all the money Papa had spent on security, even hiring that despicable Mister Kong. Sometimes Minerva wondered if all males were boors,
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