Nick and Tesla's High-Voltage Danger Lab by Steve Hockensmith & Bob Pflugfelder

Author:Steve Hockensmith & Bob Pflugfelder
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781594746628
Publisher: Quirk Books
Published: 2013-11-05T05:00:00+00:00

Frank leaned out the driver’s side window.

“Would you get out of the way?” he said.

“That’s real nice!” Tesla snapped at him. “You practically flatten an innocent kid in the street, and then all you have to say is, ‘Get out of the way.’ ”

“Oh, all he’s got is a skinned knee. And you kids shouldn’t be hanging around out here anyway.”

“This is a public street, mister!” Silas said. “You don’t own the road!”

“Yeah!” Nick added. It just seemed like the kind of thing someone would say, under the circumstances.

“I wa-wa-wannnnnnt my m-mommy!” DeMarco blubbered.

Nick thought he was laying it on a bit thick, but now wasn’t the time for acting critiques.

DeMarco’s seven-year-old sister Elesha stepped out around the van. She walked up to her brother and looked down at him gravely, shaking her head.

“Mom’s gonna kill you if you messed up your bike.”

DeMarco started crying harder.

“Oh, for cryin’ out loud,” Frank groaned. He gave the horn two quick honks. “Move it! I’ve got somewhere I need to be!”

“Okay, okay!” Tesla said. “What’s the rush? You got some old ladies to run over?”

She helped DeMarco up, and he started hobbling toward the curb as the other kids moved their bikes. The second they were out of Frank’s way, he stomped on the gas and roared off up the street.

Tesla turned to Elesha.

“Did you get the drip bag attached to the back bumper the way we showed you?” she asked.

“Of course. It was easy.”

Elesha stuck out a hand, palm up.

Tesla paid her three dollars for hiding in the trees with the tracking dye, plus another two for letting Nick “rent” her bike.

“Pleasure doing business with you,” Elesha said as she folded the bills and stuffed them in her pocket. She cocked an eyebrow at her brother. “Good acting, crybaby. Or was it acting?”

DeMarco showed her his fist.

“I’ll show you what real crying is, if you want,” he said.

“Ha. As if you’d dare.”

Elesha turned her back to DeMarco, flipped her cornrows over her shoulders and went sashaying away.

“Your sister is one tough second-grader,” Nick said.

DeMarco shivered. “You should meet the one in kindergarten.”

Silas walked out into the road, crouched down, and wiped a hand over the asphalt.

“I think there’s a little ink here,” he said. “But I can barely see it.”

Tesla stared off at the horizon. The sky was starting to go from pale blue to pink-streaked orange. Before long, night would fall.

“Just wait,” Tesla said. “You’ll see it.”

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