041 Something to Hide by Carolyn Keene

041 Something to Hide by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene [Keene, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mobilism
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter

Nine

JUSTIN’S FACE was only inches from Heather’s now. As Nancy watched, he raised a fist threateningly and shook it at Heather, who shrank back in terror. Then he smashed his fist into the wall next to her and stormed angrily out the door.

Nancy rushed up to Heather. “Are you okay?” she asked.

With a shaking hand, Heather pushed a lock of hair back into place. Her whole face was twitching. She licked her lips nervously and made a brave attempt at a smile. “Sure,” she said. “No problem!”

“What was that all about?” Nancy asked.

“Oh, nothing,” Heather said quickly. “Nothing’s wrong. Really. Or nothing will be as soon as I get rid of this.” She looked down at the shopping bag she was carrying. “I don’t ever want to see another test sample or think about another questionnaire. This is definitely not the field for me!”

She began walking out the exit again, and Nancy walked beside her. When they reached Heather’s car, Nancy asked, “Are you sure you’re all right to drive?”

“Oh, yes,” Heather said, but there was still a tremor in her voice. “I’ll be fine once I’m out of this stupid mall. Thanks for asking. I—I appreciate it.”

There was a look of real gratitude in her eyes. She paused for a second, as if she wanted to say something more. Then she climbed into the car and shut the door.

Nancy stood watching as Heather backed out, and then she tried to find Justin. He had obviously gone. Nancy scanned the parking lot for Ned. He and Brad were leaning against Ned’s car, the two cartons piled beside them. They were engrossed in conversation, and Nancy didn’t want to interrupt them. She gave them a quick wave as she hopped into her car and pulled out of the parking lot. She’d ask Ned later what was going on with Justin— maybe Brad knew something.

A swift glance at her watch told Nancy she’d have to hurry if she had any chance at all of getting into Asco on a Sunday. The afternoon was almost over.

Nancy would have enjoyed a leisurely drive over to LeBlond Avenue, where Asco headquarters were. The maples were just turning to their brilliant fall colors, and the sun was just setting. That day, though, Nancy was barely aware of her surroundings. All her thoughts were focused on where she was going—and how she was going to get inside. She had a plan, but she wasn’t at all sure it was going to work.

She had driven by the Asco buildings many times before without ever paying much attention to them. Now, as she approached the visitors’ parking lot, Nancy realized that the long, low white-brick building in front of the factory must contain Asco’s central offices. She parked close to the front door and walked around to the trunk.

Good thing I have my toolbox in the car, she thought as she lifted the trunk door and pulled out the metal box.

Now, if only she could use it to bluff her way inside to find out what she needed to know .



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