Jimmy Coates: Target

Jimmy’s fingers were slipping. Smeared with blood, he had hardly any grip. He had to hold on. Mitchell chopped his hand down hard into Jimmy’s shoulder, cutting off the nerves to his fingers. Staring up into Mitchell’s ice-cold eyes, Jimmy fell into the shredder.

Jimmy Coates is still on the run – and this time NJ7 are pulling no punches. They’re out for blood. On the run, tested to the limits, can Jimmy survive when his enemy’s greatest weapon is a boy just like him? Jimmy might think that life could hold no further surprises for him, but he’s very, very wrong….