“Tassels," I said in disgust. Alex, too, was turned in his seat. "You guys," he said. "He's still moving." Disappointed, I said,… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
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“Nice try, Cub,” the man said. “But much too slow.” And that was when Alex knew. “Fox!” he exclaimed. The gun didn’t… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
