Life After Theft by Aprilynne Pike

Author:Aprilynne Pike [Pike, Aprilynne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2013-04-29T22:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

“ARE YOU CRAZY?”

Khail’s words echoed in my ear even though I pulled the phone away.

“Khail, just lis—”

“We cannot break into the school!”

“Quiet!” I hissed. Who knew who might hear him in his house?

Sera, at the very least.

“I told you he wouldn’t go for it,” Kimberlee said from the passenger seat.

“You’re the one who wanted to do this with style,” I said into the phone, waving at Kimberlee to hush. Not that anyone could hear her.

“That’s, like, a professional job, though. And illegal,” he added, as though I hadn’t thought of that.

“And easy when you’re working with an invisible person,” I said.

That stopped him. “Kimberlee? Seriously?”

“Yes! She can get us all the security codes, watch for anyone coming, make sure the school is empty—you know, all that stuff.”

“Just one problem, brain-boy. Master key. Alarm codes are all well and good, but all those doors still need a key, and from what I understand, your little friend can’t touch anything.”

“Bailey,” I said, naming our assistant principal. “She’s got keys to everything, but she’s never in charge of actually locking up. I bet we could steal her master key and she wouldn’t notice it missing for weeks.”

Khail was silent for a long time.

Since he wasn’t arguing with me, I took advantage of it. “Think about it: We go in at night, like, Monday, maybe, open the front doors, you go put in the alarm code, I start unlocking classrooms, we leave a stack of stuff on every teacher’s desk,” I said, grinning even as I laid out the coup de grâce.

“Why the hell would we leave stuff on the teachers’ desks,” Khail said flatly.

“That’s the beauty of it. The thing about getting stuff back is that, like you said, sometimes it’s really important stuff. If even a fraction of the stuff we give back to the teachers is important, they’re going to stop caring so much about catching us and we can take a bunch of student stuff back in the process.”

Silence again, and I forced myself to breathe slowly as Khail considered it. “Okay,” he said slowly. “I get it. This . . . this’ll work! See, this is why you’re the brains of the operation. That is genius, Jeff. Genius!”

I decided against telling him it was Kimberlee’s idea. Her great dream to pull off a true heist.

Only, in this case, it would be an antiheist.

“There are a bunch of details we’ll have to get exactly right, though,” Khail said, sobering now. “Cameras.”

“There’s only the four everyone knows about,” I said, acting as though I had known about them all before Kimberlee told me. “Front doors, cafeteria, office, computer lab.”

“We can avoid all of them except the front doors.”

“And the office.”

“Why do we have to go into the office?”

“That’s where the alarm panel is.”

Long pause. “And you know this how?”

I shot Kimberlee an apologetic glance and then said, “I’m working with the klepto; she knows where everything is.” Everything. When she first came to me with the idea, I had about a billion arguments, and she had an answer to every single one.

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