Jessi and the Jewel Thieves by Ann M. Martin

Author:Ann M. Martin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2014-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

After Quint and I had gazed at the banner for a moment or two, we walked down the steps to the sidewalk. “Can we rest for a few minutes?” I asked. “I’m feeling a little overwhelmed.”

“Sure,” Quint said. He led me past the museum. “How about here, near the temple? We can sit on the grass.”

I studied the huge glass structure that loomed over us. It looked like a giant greenhouse, but inside, instead of plants, was a temple! That’s right, an entire Egyptian temple that was brought over and set up inside its own wing attached to the museum. It’s made of big tan-colored stones, and looks incredibly old. It is the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. It took my mind off Frank and Red, for a few minutes at least.

“There’s still nothing we can do,” said Quint, as if he’d been thinking the situation over. “I mean, we can’t walk in and tell the guards that someone is planning to steal the Russian jewels. They wouldn’t believe us, and why should they? We have no proof. It’s just a guess.”

I shook my head. “I know. We’re really stuck. We can’t go to the police until we have more to tell them, but the longer we wait, the better the chances are that Frank and Red will steal the jewels.”

“We’ll just have to stay on our toes,” said Quint. “And we can’t forget that they know our names. They could be watching out for us, just like we’re watching out for them.”

I hadn’t forgotten, not for one minute. The only reason I’d been able to enjoy following those crooks through the park was because we had been behind them. For once, I didn’t have to worry about them being behind me.

“Hey, aren’t we supposed to meet Stacey and her dad for lunch?” asked Quint, looking at his watch. “It’s almost noon. We should call them.”

We stood up and headed for a phone booth. I dialed Mr. McGill’s number, and Stacey answered right away. “Hi!” I said. “Are we still meeting you for lunch?”

“Definitely,” replied Stacey. “We’ve been shopping all morning, and I’m starved.”

“Where should we meet you?” I asked.

“It’s up to you and Quint. Wherever you guys would like to go is fine with us.”

I covered the mouthpiece with my hand for a second and looked at Quint. “It’s up to us where we go,” I told him.

His eyes lit up and I knew what he was thinking. “The Palm Court,” he said.

I nodded. “Could we go to the Palm Court?” I asked Stacey.

“Sure,” she said, sounding a little surprised.

“I always wanted to see the Plaza,” I went on, hoping to explain my choice.

“Sounds like fun. Can you meet us there at twelve-thirty?”

I checked with Quint, and he nodded. “We’ll be there,” I said. I hung up.

Quint checked his watch again. “If we take a cab, we’ll be there in no time,” he said. “We can hang out here for a little longer and see if the men come out of the museum.

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