Trapped!: The 2031 Journal of Otis Fitzmorgan by Bill Doyle

Author:Bill Doyle [DOYLE, BILL]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780316084581
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2009-09-25T16:00:00+00:00

“There's nothing wrong with private investigators,” Charlotte said.

“I didn't say there was,” Lysa responded defensively. “I was just thinking it's a shame. I wish that we had been trained before all this. It might have been helpful now.”

“I wouldn't be surprised if there was someone here who had been working on his detective skills,” Charlotte said, and winked at me when no one was looking.

“How's the boy with the 'quist doing?” Judge asked, changing the subject.

“Yves is resting,” Crockett said. “But he's growing worse. He's getting sicker quickly now, as if his body is in a race to get just as sick as the adults are. We've got to find a way to slow down the virus or kill it!”

“Which brings us back to the case,” I said. “Maybe we should look harder at why ESCAPE BY A HAIR was stolen and a fake statue left in its place.”

“Okay,” Judge said, and I could see her mentally changing gears. “Why would someone go to all this trouble in order to get his or her hands on the real statue?”

“Well, it's very valuable, isn't it?” Lysa suggested.

“But the nanobots in me are even more valuable,” Judge reminded us. “If they wanted the statue that badly, they could have saved the money they spent on the nanobots and just bid on the statue at the auction.”

“I think I might know why they didn't do that,” I said. “Stealing the statue was a sure way to get their hands on it. An auction wouldn't be as predictable.”

Judge considered this. “How do we even know the real statue is on board?”

The memory of the 'bots moving it through the door of the Climber played in my mind. “I watched the real statue being loaded; onto the Elevator, I said. “I'm positive it's here somewhere.”

“But the statue is enormous,” Judge considered. “Where would you hide something that large?”

Then we both looked at each other as if the same thought had hit us at the same time.

“Exactly,” I said. Judge and I got up from the table together. “Come on,” I said to the others.

“Where are we going?” Crockett asked.

“Down to Level 1. But first I have to stop by my room.”

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