William Wenton and the Lost City by Bobbie Peers

Author:Bobbie Peers [Peers, Bobbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Mysteries & Detective Stories, Humorous Stories, Fantasy & Magic
ISBN: 9781481478311
Google: oy2BDwAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 42201423
Publisher: Aladdin
Published: 2019-07-09T00:00:00+00:00

22

William dangled like a rag between two guard bots rolling at top speed down a hallway in the main building.

The fact that they seemed so goal-oriented told William that they knew where to go. And that was exactly what he was counting on: They were taking him straight to Goffman.

William still couldn’t move from the passivization. And it seemed like the new passivators did more than just knock out your muscles. His bones all felt like they’d been turned into rubber.

The guard bots braked in front of a door at the end of the hall, and one of them entered a code into the control panel next to the door.

The door opened with a blip.

They emerged into the lobby. Clearly, they had taken one of the secret back entrances.

The lobby was teeming with guard bots. They swarmed back and forth while gazing up at the escalators, which weren’t moving. It seemed like they were waiting for something, preparing for something.

William could hear distant rattling and clanking from the floors above. It sounded like a massive orchestra of toddlers heading toward them.

“Why did you bring him here?” a familiar voice yelled.

William was just barely able to look to the side and spotted Goffman, who was pushing his way through the robots toward them. His two red-haired chauffeurs were right behind him.

“But this is William Wenton,” one of the guard bots holding William said.

“And he threw a rock at us,” another one said. “Very hard.”

“At Ted,” a third said, pointing to the guard bot standing at the very back, the one with the big dent in his head.

Goffman stopped in front of them, his brow furrowed. He hadn’t looked at William yet. His left hand was stuck inside his jacket. It reminded William of the way Napoleon often stood in paintings. It looked strange. Had Goffman injured it?

“Nobody should be in here now. Especially not him.” Goffman pointed to William with his free hand, still without looking at him. “We’re in a state of emergency. Only authorized personnel can be in here.”

“But he threw a rock . . .”

“SILENCE!” Goffman yelled.

Several of the robots lowered their heads and stared at the floor. As if they were scared to look Goffman in the eye. A dark look had come over his eyes—a darkness William hadn’t seen before—and it frightened him.

“Get him out of here,” Goffman commanded, and pointed at the door they had just come in through. His left hand was still hidden inside his jacket.

William tried to say something, but his mouth wasn’t working. He was dying to confront Goffman, ask why he’d done all this.

“Out!” Goffman yelled, shoving a guard bot so it staggered backward and clanked against the robot behind it. Goffman’s body twitched, as if he were having some sort of attack. He grabbed his head.

“Get out of here . . . NOW!” Goffman trembled, and his face contorted with pain. “Nooooo,” he said through his teeth.

The guard bots began to wheel back toward the door. William wanted to protest, but he still couldn’t make a sound.

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