Sneak (Swipe Series) by Evan Angler

Author:Evan Angler [Angler, Evan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: english eBooks
ISBN: 1400318424
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2012-09-04T04:00:00+00:00

Erin’s heart raced as she rode the elevator up the fifty-story ascent. In and out, she thought. In and out, in and out . . .

The elevator opened and she stepped into the main disk of the Umbrella. Her father still stood by his desk at the other end of the room, busy with the cleanup of his space and distracted from noticing her entrance.

Erin didn’t think twice—she dodged quickly around to the other side of the spire at the room’s center, slipped into the stairwell door, and ran up to the very top. She reached the platform leading to Mr. Cheswick’s office and swiped her Mark over its scanner just as she had the one at the Umbrella’s main entrance.

It went red. Predictably. And Mr. Cheswick’s face appeared on the screen above it.

“Erin,” he said over the connection, not quite menacing, but certainly not friendly. “What can I do for you?”

“I just came in to return the supplies I stole. You know, back in September,” Erin said. “I, uh, I put them back already, but . . . but I wanted to apologize to you personally before I left.”

“Fine,” Mr. Cheswick said. And like her father before him, the man buzzed Erin in. The platform began to rise.

Erin had to think fast. She had one shot at this. “I really am . . . very sorry,” she said as she stepped off the platform and into the room. “Just . . . so sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused. And I wanted . . . I wanted to tell you that. In person. Myself. Now that Dad and I are leaving.”

Erin tried to be casual about it as she scanned the room. There were no closets, no cabinets, no places to file paper of any sort. There was only the desk, off to the side of the small glass room. So where was this top secret page of his? Where could Mr. Cheswick’s filing system possibly hide in an office like this?

“Well, I appreciate that,” Mr. Cheswick said, fidgeting with something beside his chair. And that’s when Erin saw it, the single drawer just under his desk.

Erin’s goals, then, were simple: She had to get into that drawer. And Cheswick couldn’t know about it.

Suddenly, Erin frowned, hard. “You just . . . you can’t know how difficult it’s been for Dad and me. Out here. By ourselves.”

Dead puppies, she thought. Lost kittens. Frown harder!

“And now he’s just . . . so sad . . .”

Iggy. Iggy being hit by rollerstick. Splat. On the ground. Iggy dying.

“And I just . . . I don’t know what we’re gonna do . . . and it’s all my fault . . . and . . . and . . .” Erin sniffled.

There you go, she thought. Yes. Yes—that’s it!

She sniffled again.

“And . . . I just . . . I know I let you down . . . and I know I let Cylis down . . . and my mom .

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