Tom, Mia and Oliver are the victims of a gang of bullies - who waylay them on the way home from school. It's not at school, so the teachers wouldn't be able to help, and they don't want to tell their parents, so there's only one option - to pay up. At first. But as the pressure builds more and more, a terrible suspicion begins to surface: could one of the three friends be helping the bullies? And if so, just who is . . . the traitor?
"Pete Johnson exercises his considerable storytelling skills in Traitor . . . . the story is fast-paced and energetic. This is a sensitive and credible tale; scary, but not too menacing." The Bookseller
"A thrilling story that keeps you guessing until the end. Unputdownable . . ." Primary Times
"This is an absorbing novel, which provides some excellent material for classroom discussions or PHSE lessons." Booktrusted News
‘Pete Johnson’s skilfully written dialogue takes us into the story on the first page and gives the book a strong sense of immediacy and truth. There is real menace here, as the accessible story offers food for thought – not easy answers.’ The Bookseller
‘I think ‘Traitor’ was amazing. It really showed what keeping quiet about bullying can lead you to. This is a brilliant book and I would give it 10/10.’ Putnoe Lisa Masango. Bedfordshire Libraries review
‘This book is great. One of Pete Johnson’s many thriller/horrors. IT CHILLS YOUR SPINE.’ Neemtree (aged 10), FIRST NEWS Children’s Newspaper
Tom, Mia and Oliver are being picked on by a tough girl gang on the way home from school. But they plot an ambush – with water pistols . . .
I grabbed my pistol. My fingers were like jelly, but I took aim at Chris, fired and got her, right in the face.
And I’ll tell you, that jet of water was so strong it didn’t just drive off all her make-up, but it knocked her earrings right off too. And her hair was soaked through. It was wonderful to see.
But the most amazing thing was the way that tough, confident mask, which she always wore, just fell off her face in an instant. And all that was left were her eyes, so huge and totally shocked they seemed about to pop out. I’ll never forget it.
Mia and Oliver hit their targets too.
Itta was actually bent double and snorting through her nose like a horse, while Sonia just kept moving her head back and forth like a very angry, very confused bull. Oh, how I wished I’d brought my camera. But I knew we couldn’t afford to linger.
