Harper Madigan: Junior High Private Eye by Campbell Chelsea M

Author:Campbell, Chelsea M. [Campbell, Chelsea M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-02-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“Admit it,” Austin says, rushing to keep up as I hurry down the hall on my way to find Danigail. “You couldn’t have solved it without me. Your biggest case yet, and if it wasn’t for me—”

I spin around and stop in the middle of the hallway, causing him to smack into me, which shuts him up pretty fast. “Your mouth is doing a lot of talking, Phelps, but I can’t understand a word of it, because last I checked, I was the one who solved this case. The only one.”

He holds up a finger. “But if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t have had the clue that put it all together. You were going to leave Connor’s note on the floor and not even bother with it. You made fun of me for bagging it up. You said we don’t have a high tech crime lab here.”

“Your point?”

“Your recklessness would have done you in.” He grins. “You needed me on this one, just like Dodge said.”

“Watch it, Phelps. You’re getting this close to—”

A cranky, nasally voice interrupts me. “Hall passes, please,” Mrs. Hollister snarls. I had her last semester for Being Quiet, and everyone—even if they haven’t been in her class—knows she’s counting the days until retirement. There’s even a big poster on her classroom wall of the around the world cruise she plans to take once she’s free. She says “please” in the rudest way possible, like she’s already made up her mind that we’ve got no business here. No one ever said she taught manners, that’s for sure.

Her lip curls in a disappointed sneer when I hold up my carte blanche, something she’s pretty familiar with. I’ve one upped her, and she doesn’t get to terrorize me today—kinda makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.

But not Mrs. Hollister. She glares at Austin like she’s going to find a way to punish him for both of us. “You each need your own pass.”

Austin’s hands shake as he pats his pockets, pretending like he’s misplaced something. “I… I’m sure it’s here somewhere.” But his voice is shaking worse than his hands, and it’s too high-pitched. He’s a terrible liar.

Mrs. Hollister smiles, like catching students breaking the rules will make her retirement countdown that much shorter. “Where are you supposed to be right now?” She’s already taking out a pad of paper and a pen. “I’m going to have to write you up. Skipping class, that’s at least three days of detention.”

Austin opens his mouth to protest, and Mrs. Hollister’s sinister smile deepens, probably hoping he’ll talk back and she can make it a whole week. Austin crumbles under her authority and swallows back whatever protest he was about to make. He turns to me, a hand over his chest. “Just go. Don’t worry about me. Justice waits for no one.”

Yeah, sure. It’s not how I would have put it, but he’s right about one thing—justice needs to be done, and there’s not a whole lot of time to do it in.

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