Born To Spy by Jayde Scott

Author:Jayde Scott
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: detective, childrens adventure, young readers, humour, childrens mystery, adventure boy, adventure girl, children adventures, suspense, childrens literature, children ages 612, spy stories, funny, humor, children book, children 8to12, spy story, quirky, funny comedy funny mystery self improvement depression dating, children 812, children ebooks, james bond, children ages 9 and up, children ebook, children stories, funny children stores, sherlock holmes, funny fiction, childrens lit, children ages 6to12, young reader, funny dialogue, spy adventure, children books, children adventure, children ages 6 to 12, fun, mystery detective
Publisher: Jayde Scott
Published: 2011-08-23T08:03:41.453272+00:00

Chapter 9

So Stewart wanted to meet us in front of the shop at midnight.

"How did he know where we'd be staying?" Danny asked, echoing my thoughts.

"Who?" Hilly slumped down on the bed and pulled off her boots.

"Stewart—the guy from the shop," I said, rolling my eyes. If every fifteen-year-old had the attention span of a mouse, I didn't want to turn fifteen.

"That's pretty obvious, troll," Hilly said. "You're a prince, for goodness sake. You basically have a giant price tag hanging off your head. Either he followed us home like a stray puppy, thinking he was going to sink his teeth into a giant T-bone. Or he assumed you'd be here because this is the fanciest hotel in town."

I blinked, thinking. For once, Hilly was right. We were shacked up at the most expensive hotel in town. Dad had booked this room for himself, but apparently never arrived. What if he chose it to give the impression of a rich guy ready to spend millions on a piece of art?

Danny inched closer, jerking me out of my thoughts. "I say we squeeze him for information, you know, like James Bond would do. Let's bag him, gag him and tie him up."

"Yeah, we'll play good cop, bad cop," Hilly said. "I get to shine the bright light in his eyes."

I slapped my forehead. "We're not here to torture and cross examine, dummy."

Danny pointed at me, grinning. "Oh, man, you'll make the perfect good cop."

"Listen, I'm not here to get arrested." I shook my head. What did I let myself into?

"You'd not only suck in the role of the bad cop, you're a scaredy cat too." Hilly snorted. "Oh, how about we blast him with loud music?"

"And wake up the entire street?" I asked. "That's not going to happen."

Danny smirked. "Hilly's iPod is the perfect weapon. Not only does the music suck but it'll also make him deaf. Oh, he'll talk. I guarantee it. By Hilly's third song, he'll be begging to reveal his secrets."

I laughed. "Heck, I bet he'll even throw in a good painting."

Hill glared at us. "You trolls wouldn't know good music if a few notes fell from the sky and hit you on the head."

I wasn't going to give into her. "Let's stop bickering. It's my dad and my decisions are final. We'll meet Stuart and that's that. No loud music, no gagging and playing any sort of cop."

"Sure." Hilly shrugged. "I mean what can it hurt to meet a psychopath at the witching hour?"

"We should take weapons," Danny said. "You know, just in case."

"That's what these are for." Hilly waved her hands in the air inches from Danny's face.

Dangerous stuff, I could tell. "Nice razor sharp claws...I mean nails," I said, grinning under my breath.

She picked up her shoe and held it to my throat. "Don't think my high heels aren't a weapon either?"

Danny pushed her hand away from my face. "They match your shirt really well. I might be into them…if I were a girl. But a weapon?" He shook his head.

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