“Where’s Mal?” Simon asked as Vinnie jogged up to them.

“Mal?” Vinnie looked at them both. “You mean he ain’t with you?”

Harry pushed himself from the wall. “He came to find you. You must have seen him.”

“No, didn’t see anyone,” Vinnie said. “He must have gone down a different passage.”

“There isn’t one,” Simon said, lifting the map.

“Has to be. Maybe this is wrong,” Vinnie said, shrugging. “Prob’ly got himself lost. We’ll come across him.”

“You handed him over,” Harry said suddenly, having been staring at his brother.

“What?” Simon asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Vinnie said. “We’d better get going. Mal’ll prob’ly catch us up.” He tugged at Harry’s sleeve. “Come on.”

“I thought I was wrong, that I hadn’t seen what I saw. But I did, didn’t I?”

“Harry, what are you –“ Simon began but was interrupted.

“You were talking to them, talking to those hun dan , just before I didn’t see you again. They told me you’d escaped, but … Vinnie, no-one escapes on their own from this place.” Harry stared at Vinnie. “What did you do, Vinnie?”

“I didn’t do nothing!”

“Did you promise to bring Mal back here, if you could get away? Is that it?”

“Harry –“

“You sold him out.”

Vinnie started to protest, to shake his head, but the look on his brother’s face broke him. “It was the only way!” he insisted, holding onto Harry’s arm.

“What the hell’s wrong with you?” Harry asked, pulling away. “We don’t trade lives!”

“You think I wanted to die down here?” Vinnie asked in turn, suddenly angry. “That I was gonna let you die down here either?”

“They’ve got Mal?” Simon put in, but he was ignored.

“Vinnie, we don’t do this! Not to anyone, and most definitely not to Mal!”

“I wasn’t gonna leave him here,” Vinnie protested. “The said if I brought him back, they’d let you go. Then once they did that I was gonna go get him, use his crew.”

“You think they were really gonna do that? Let me walk? Oh,Vinnie.” Harry shook his head.

“Okay,