Sabotaged (The Missing, Book 3)
Margaret Peterson Haddix
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After helping Chip and Alex survive 15th century London, Jonah and Katherine are summoned to help another missing child, Andrea, face her fate. Andrea is really Virginia Dare, from the Lost Colony of Roanoke. Jonah and Katherine are confident in their ability to help Andrea fix history, but when their journey goes dangerously awry, they realize that they may be in over their head. They've landed in the wrong time period. Andrea doesn't seem that interested in leaving the past. And even worse, it appears that someone has deliberately sabotaged their mission...
Automatically walked in the exact same footsteps as the tracer boy in front of him, erasing almost all of his tracer prints. Or the dog did it for him. And even though the tracer boy was barefoot and Jonah was wearing sneakers—and the dog had paws—they all seemed to leave very similar markings on the trail. It happened again and again, the boy creating a tracer, Jonah or the dog erasing it. Weird, weird, weird, Jonah thought. Is it time making me do that, healing itself? Or is this part of.
Into stillness. “Katherine,” Jonah heard Andrea say, softly. “I’ll paddle now,” Katherine said. Jonah was barely aware of anything for a while after that. The canoe sped forward, but it was like gliding now, smooth and seemingly effortless. Effortless for Jonah, anyway—he had no effort left in him. Once he thought he heard Katherine say, “Oh, so that’s what the rake is for,” and then he thought something wet and slimy hit his ankle. But he might have been dreaming. He was dreaming a lot. He.
Her breath. “They’re not human,” she said. “I thought they were human!” Jonah blinked. He could see why Katherine had thought that. He had almost thought it himself. But he didn’t feel any relief as his eyes assured him that there were just animal skeletons before him—skulls and rib cages that must belong to deer, foxes, wolves, beavers . . . not humans. The bones were so numerous that they seemed to whisper, Death, death, everyone died. . . . “This is so wrong,” Brendan said in a tight voice.
Locked in place with their tracers. Then the boys’ tracers stiffened. They jerked their heads around, side to side, their faces masks of fear. “We’ll leave quickly,” Antonio snapped, and Brendan’s tracer nodded. Brendan pulled back from his tracer to report to the others, “That was so weird! My tracer thinks he heard a ghost, but I didn’t hear a thing.” It was something that happened in original time, that didn’t happen now? Jonah thought. Because of something time travelers changed? Was it.
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