One False Note (The 39 Clues, Book 2)
Gordon Korman
Language: English
Pages: 176
ISBN: 0545060427
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
THIS JUST IN! Amy and Dan Cahill were spotted on a train, hot on the trail of one of 39 Clues hidden around the world. BUT WAIT! Police report a break-in at an elite hotel, and the suspects ALSO sound suspiciously like Amy and Dan. UPDATE! Amy and Dan have been seen in a car . . . no, in a speedboat chase . . . and HOLD EVERYTHING! They're being chased by an angry mob?!?
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Industry. And he deserved that success. He’d earned it. Sweat and hard work, man. Talent. That Wizard mojo. But it doesn’t hurt when your mom is Cora Wizard, with mucho connections in every field of the arts…. The megastar grimaced. This was why he could never let his guard down! One little setback, and he was already starting to doubt himself. If you lose — even once — it becomes a habit. And before you know it, you’re a loser. He couldn’t allow the Cahill kids to get the better of him.
A corner of the page and drew it out. The document was brittle and brown with age — although not as ancient as the recipe they had taken from the Benedictine monks. Hands trembling, she unfurled it. The printing was not in English. But the name jumped out at her, unmistakable: It was all she recognized, but she knew in a heartbeat that this was what they’d been searching for in the tunnels of St. Peter’s Archabbey. So you beat us to it, she reflected, regarding the dozing form on the bench.
Admission fee of twenty euros. Even now, centuries after his death, Fidelio Racco was still overcharging people. They toured the exhibit’s various rooms, which housed most of the riches of the eighteenth-century world — silk, heavy brocades, and pottery from the orient; silver and gold from the Americas; diamonds, ivory, and spectacular wood carvings from Africa; and exquisitely woven carpets from Arabia and Persia. “This stuff is amazing,” Amy whispered to Dan. “Only a Janus could have such.
Incredible taste!” The decorative arts were dizzyingly impressive, but the information display explained that most of Racco’s great wealth had come from less glamorous commodities — teas, spices, and a rare Japanese steel alloyed with wolfram, which had the highest melting point of any metal. “For sure that’s the steel Racco was selling to Mozart,” Amy said positively. “Wolfram,” Dan mused, a far-off look in his eye. “I’ve heard of that from somewhere.” Amy was skeptical. “Are you sure you’re.
Against the crush of bodies toward the curb, where the last of a group had climbed onto a bus. The door shut in their faces and the bus farted its way noisily into the clogged road. Dan ran after it, banging on the window. “Stop! Pasta!” “Pasta?” Amy said in bewilderment. “I have a limited vocabulary!” Dan shouted. “Linguini! Mangia! Buon giorno! Gucci!” A black limo screeched to a halt inches away, nearly hitting her. “Gucci. I knew that would do it,” Dan said. The tinted window on the.