My Life as Polluted Pond Scum by Bill Myers

My Life as Polluted Pond Scum by Bill Myers

Author:Bill Myers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2010-02-13T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 6

A Little Hide-and-Seek

Doc quickly pulled back from the window. “Come on,” she ordered. “We’ve got to get out of here.”

“What about warning the officials about the lake?”

“That’ll have to wait.” She grabbed a set of car keys from the table and reached for a little portable radio device. “If we don’t get out of here, there’ll be nobody around to warn them.” She turned and headed for the back door.

“What’s going on?” I asked. “Who are those guys?”

“I’ll explain later. Just follow me.”

Now the way I figured it, I had two choices: follow this woman who still might be haunting houses in her spare time, or stick around and chat with the rifle-toting suits. Who knows, maybe those guys weren’t so bad after all. Maybe they just came up here to do a little target practice. Then again, by the way they were racing toward us, it looked like they’d already picked out who their targets would be.

We arrived at the back door and Doc cautiously opened it. Her beat-up van was about fifty feet away. She moved down the steps and motioned for me to silently follow.

I obeyed . . . well, except for the silently part. It seems my left foot still hadn’t entirely woken up from its little nap. The first step went fine. It was the second one that got me. After that, everything went downhill . . . literally.

“WOAHhhh”—BANG, CRASH, CLANG!

The “WOAHhhh” was me crying out as I fell.

The BANG, CRASH, CLANG! was me bouncing down the steps face first.

“They’re around back!” I heard one of the men shout. “Around back!”

Doc stooped to help me, but by the time she pulled me to my feet, we could hear them running around the corner. They were practically on top of us.

“Under here,” she whispered as she grabbed me and shoved me beneath the trailer. “Hurry.”

I scrambled through the dead leaves and the slimy who-knows-whats. Doc was right behind. We’d barely settled in before the first pair of feet raced passed. And that’s all we could see: feet. The guy was so tall we couldn’t see past his ankles. A moment later, he was joined by his partner, who was so short we not only saw his feet, but also his legs, his stomach, and his chest.

“I don’t, uh, get it,” the tall one said, sounding a little short on brain cells. “She, was, uh, right here. I’m sure I heard her.”

“She couldn’t have gotten far,” Short Suit said. “Go and check out the van. Disable it if you have to. I’ll go inside the trailer and secure the place. Maybe she left the remote behind. That’ll make our job a lot easier.”

“Uh, sure thing, Boss.” Tall Suit headed out toward the van as Short Suit turned and climbed up the steps into the trailer.

Now, I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t gross being sprawled out under the trailer in all that slime and stuff. I mean, who knew what type of creepy crawlies were starting to slither over our bodies?

“Don’t worry,” Doc whispered.



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