November by Gabrielle Lord - Conspiracy 365 11 - November

Author:Gabrielle Lord - Conspiracy 365 11 - November [Lord, Gabrielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Adventure, Mystery
ISBN: 9781935279600
Barnesnoble:
Goodreads: 8100166
Publisher: Kane/Miller Book Publishers
Published: 2009-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

I sat back on the treehouse bench, eating handfuls of peanuts. I had plenty of time to think about how to approach Eric Blair before our meeting, but I was already getting anxious. I couldn’t imagine a friend of Dad’s being a bad guy. But these days, trust was hard to come by.

45 days to go …

I set off towards the address Eric Blair had given me, wearing a new light-grey hoodie pulled around my face. I’d told Eric I’d be coming with no expectations, but that wasn’t entirely true. I was totally counting on this guy giving me valuable information about my dad and maybe even the Ormond Singularity.

I was a few hours early—we’d arranged to meet at six—but I wanted to scope the place out thoroughly before approaching the office, making sure I wasn’t walking into a trap. At the slightest hint of danger, I wanted to be able to bolt.

Just as I was thinking this, I spotted Griff Kirby across the road, staring hard at me.

A jolt of fear tore through me. What was he up to this time?

Then I saw he wasn’t staring at me, but beyond me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I swung round.

Too late! Two burly men, one a huge Polynesian guy with long, shiny black hair, and the other an equally bulky guy who’s face was vaguely familiar, were about to pounce on me.

‘That’s Ormond! That’s him!’ yelled Griff, pointing me out.

I glared at him. The rat!

I swore out loud, twisting away and trying to run, but I’d missed my chance! My shock at Griff’s betrayal robbed me of vital seconds. I should have known better! The two men quickly overpowered me. One of them had me in a headlock, while the other lifted my legs and dragged me towards a car—a black limousine that looked like a hearse.

‘Let go of me!’ I shouted, kicking and struggling as hard as I could. Then I thought of Eric Blair—had he tricked me and set this up?

But our meeting wasn’t for another few hours. It was early, way too early for it to be a set-up. Wasn’t it? Either way, Griff Kirby would pay for this.

‘It’s OK, boy. Stop struggling and you won’t get hurt,’ said a gruff voice in my ear.

‘It’s like trying to wrestle a giant electric eel!’ said the other guy. ‘Relax, kid!’

‘If you want me to relax, let me go!’ I shouted, trying to brace myself so that they’d have a hard time getting me into the car.

I stuck my legs out and gripped the roof of the car with my hands. But a sudden kick behind the knees, combined with a hard shove, collapsed me completely and I was bundled into the back of the limo.

‘Who are you? What do you want with me?’ I yelled, struggling uselessly as the burly Polynesian practically sat on me. The car took off with great speed.

‘If you just behave, calm down and be a good boy, we’ll tell you,’ said the other guy, now behind the wheel.

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