“Paige cleared her throat. “Hey, Taylor?” “What?” she snapped. “Um...he...maybe he can help us?” “He doesn’t seem very helpful,” Taylor said grumpily.” — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“For once in my life, I wished Mr. Bradshaw had slipped a tracker into my shoe or my coat pocket. I wished… — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“The lie detector didn’t react to anything I said, but I wouldn’t dare smile.” — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“I should have been honored to have been part of the best pickpocket incident of the century, but instead I was just mad.” — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“Everything okay?” He asked, and I nodded hastily. “You sure?” “Uh-huh.” “Mr. Bradshaw wouldn’t be proud of your lying skills right now,” he pointed… — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“Honestly, I’m sorry you have no more power over me, but I’m not scared of you anymore. It’s just not worth my time.” — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“Suddenly, I found myself running along the rooftop, leaping and falling. Falling until I caught the zip-line handle and then I was zooming, flying… — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“I can’t tell you the things I know,” I repeated. “Why not?” “They aren’t my secrets to tell.” — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“Why would you tell us the truth? If Christina really wasn’t here, you’d tell us she was, to stall us from finding her. If… — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“That was the problem with training to be a spy and developing your senses to the point that I had. Now, I was constantly… — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“Excuse me? I’m a girl? And what does that have to do with anything?” I narrowed my eyes. If he didn’t answer this correctly,… — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“In a way, she was right. But while she talked, she stared hungrily at the Didot in my hands. They all did, with the… — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
“I tried to figure out what everyone was so frustrated about. I thought maybe the Didot was going to show me an image or… — Maya Bode Copy Share Image
