Maze of Bones - 39 Clues 01 by Rick Riordan

Author:Rick Riordan [Riordan, Rick]
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Children, reworkpdf
ISBN: 9780545060394
Publisher: New York : Scholastic ; 2008.
Published: 2008-09-08T23:00:00+00:00

Dan was daydreaming about creme glacee. The lasagna he'd had on the plane was

long gone, and his stomach felt like it was trying to chew through his shirt.

Finally, after the third train, Irina exited onto the platform. Amy gripped Dan's arm and pointed to a sign on the station wall. "Passy," she said. "So?"

"This is the neighborhood where Benjamin Franklin lived." "Well, come on!" Dan said. "Red Riding Hood's getting away." Passy didn't seem as crowded as Tuileries. The streets were lined with four-story buildings. There were flower shops everywhere, like a Mother's Day explosion -- tulips, carnations, roses, everything that could possibly make Dan sneeze. In the distance, the Eiffel Tower rose against the gray clouds, but Dan was more interested in the smell of food. The whole city seemed to be made up of outdoor cafes. He could smell chocolate, fresh-baked bread, melting cheese -- but Dan didn't have time to get any of it.

Irina walked like her dress was on fire. They had to jog to keep up. Amy tripped over a bucket of flowers and a Parisian cursed at her. "Sorry!" Amy called back.

They turned onto a tree-lined street with ancient-looking mansions. Halfway up the block, a purple van was parked crookedly. It was painted with pictures of balloons and clown faces, and the sign read Creme Glacee. Dan's spirits lifted. Maybe he could just grab a quick

triple-scoop of cherry vanilla to go. But as they got closer, he saw that the van was

shut. The windshield was covered from the inside with a silver screen. It was a

conspiracy, Dan decided. The entire city of Paris was trying to starve him.

At the end of the block, Irina crossed the street and ducked inside a wrought-iron

gate. She walked up to a large marble building that looked like an embassy or

something. Dan hid behind a gatepost and watched as Irina punched a security code

and went inside.

"Look at the gate," Amy said.

In the center was a gold-lettered sign that read:

INSTITUT DE DIPLOMATIE INTERNATIONALE

INSTITUTE FOR INTERNATIONAL DIPLOMACY

[proofreader's note: the left side of the sign shows a sword with two snakes curled around it]

"The Lucian crest!" Dan said. "But what's an institute for, um, whatever that means?" "I guess it's like a school for ambassadors," Amy said. "But don't you get it? That's just a cover. You remember what Jonah said? Paris is a Lucian stronghold." Dan's eyes lit up. "This must be their secret base!" Amy nodded. "The question is what do we do?"

"We go in," Dan said.

"Right. Without the security code?" "5910. I watched her punch it in."

Amy stared at him. "How did you -- never mind. Let's go. But be careful. They probably have cameras and guard dogs and stuff."

They squeezed inside the gate and ran up the front steps. Dan punched in the code. The door opened easily. No alarms went off. No guard dogs barked. "Weird," he muttered. But it was too late for second-guessing. They slipped inside the Lucian base.

The entry hall was bigger than their whole apartment.

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