045 Out Of Bounds by Carolyn Keene

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

Chapter

Ten

NANCY COULDN’T HELP but stare at the envelope as Pete grabbed it off the ground and fumbled for the key. Pete glanced up at Nancy and knew she had seen the contents of the envelope. He shot her a poisonous look and stuffed the money in his jacket pocket. Clutching the key protectively with one hand, he used the other to point at Nancy.

“Mind your own business, Edwards,” he snarled. “Or you’ll be sorry.”

Pete backed out of the restaurant as the others stood in stunned amazement.

“What was in that envelope anyway?” Edgar asked. “Explosives?”

Nancy ran a hand through her silky hair and blew out a deep breath. “Beats me,” she said softly.

“Are you okay?” Mark asked, putting a comforting hand on Nancy’s shoulder.

Thinking quickly, Nancy called upon her acting talent. “Not really,” she murmured weakly. “I hate it when people yell at me. It really upsets me.” She pressed her fingers to her temples, hoping to squeeze a tear out of her eyes. “Why does Pete hate me like this?” she asked helplessly.

From the corner of her eye, she spied Pete’s car screeching out onto Bedford Avenue, turning in the opposite direction from McCann’s Gym. Where was he going this time? She’d give anything to find out.

“Oh, I’m sure he doesn’t hate you. He’s just got a lot on his mind these days,” Mark said reassuringly.

She gulped hard and put her hand to her forehead. “Maybe I’m super sensitive today because of this headache. It’s killing me. I think I’m coming down with the flu or something,” she complained.

“Well, if you’re not feeling well, you should take the rest of the day off,” Mark said quietly.

Convincing Mark wasn’t very hard, Nancy thought. Her plan was working—if she hurried she would be able to follow Pete. “Won’t you be shorthanded?” she asked, doing her best to sound sincere.

“It’s okay,” said Mark. “Pete shouldn’t go around upsetting the help, you know.”

“Thanks, Mark,” said Nancy, brushing away a big crocodile tear.

Nancy walked slowly out of the restaurant. As soon as the door closed behind her, however, she raced to her car.

Traffic was heavy, and Nancy despaired of ever finding Pete’s white car. In a few blocks, though, she did catch sight of him, stuck trying to turn left in a line of cars at the intersection of Main and Bedford.

Nancy finally caught up with Pete again when he pulled into the parking lot of the redbrick post office near the municipal building. Slowing down, Nancy watched as he got out of his car and trotted inside, his hand against the bulge in his pocket.

“That must have been a post office box key he was holding,” Nancy murmured to herself as she steered into a space directly across the street from the entrance. Was Pete going to put the money in a box?

When Pete came out, the bulge was gone from his pocket, and Nancy assumed she had the answer to her question. She slid down in her seat as he glanced around.

Now Nancy faced a dilemma.

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