Hybrids (Harbingers Book 11) by Hunt Angela & Myers Bill & Gansky Alton & Peretti Frank

Author:Hunt, Angela & Myers, Bill & Gansky, Alton & Peretti, Frank [Hunt, Angela]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Amaris Media International
Published: 2016-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The next morning I rose early and made waffles—my grandmother’s recipe, complete with the secret ingredient of almond extract, which filled the kitchen with a scrumptious aroma. I wanted the team to be in a good mood because I hoped to enlist them in my search for Mrs. Diaz’s missing baby.

The scents of waffles and sizzling bacon did the trick. Tank came into the kitchen right after I’d finished cooking, and Daniel and Brenda followed soon after. Brenda went outside and brought in the newspaper, then we all sat down to eat. The professor’s seat, however, remained empty, and I kept glancing at it, wondering if he was working or had decided to sleep late.

“Look at these shoes,” Brenda said, holding up the front of the Lifestyles section. “Ten inch platforms. I’d need a ladder to climb into those things.”

“I don’t think they’re meant to be walked in.” I shrugged. “Aren’t those things just for fashion shows?”

“The Reds traded for a new first baseman,” Tank announced, as if anybody at the table cared. “They have several good players on their farm teams. Wonder why they didn’t just move them up?”

I blew out a breath, not knowing how to respond to Tank because I knew next to nothing about baseball. I looked at Daniel, who had put down his handheld video game and allowed his gaze to drift over the abandoned local news section on the table. Then he put his finger on the paper and slid it over, across the table, until it rested in front of me. “Read,” he said, not meeting my gaze.

I picked up the paper and scanned the largest headline: Local Youth Contracts Mysterious Illness. My pulse skittered.

With increasing alarm, I read the story. According to the newspaper article, Georgia Hanson had run into a mini market while her son Jax waited in the family van. When she returned, another child was sitting in the van with her son. Alarmed, she opened the back door to see who the child was. She asked for his name, but he kept his head down and didn’t answer. Instead Jax said, “He wanted to come in, so I let him.”

Alarmed, Mrs. Hanson ordered the unknown boy out of the car. He obeyed, not speaking, but when he left the car, he looked directly at her, and that’s when she panicked—the boy appeared unusually pale and wan. She instinctively glanced at her son, who was still sitting in the back seat, and when she shifted to look again at the strange boy, he had vanished.

Almost immediately, Jax doubled over in pain, then passed out. Mrs. Hanson drove him to the emergency room, where the doctors examined him and could find nothing wrong. But Jax remained unconscious, and would remain in the hospital until he came out of his coma.

“Guys, listen to this.” With a quaver in my voice, I read the news story to Brenda, Daniel, and Tank, pausing only long enough to look at the professor’s empty seat and wish he’d hurry out to join us.

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