Deprivation House (The Hardy Boys No.1)
Language: English
Pages: 176
ISBN: 1416961704
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
ATAC Briefing for Agents Frank and Joe Hardy
MISSION: To join the cast of a new reality show called Deprivation House - featuring a group of teens competing to see who can survive the longest without modern luxuries - and to determine who's behind the death threats received by other contestants.
LOCATION: A huge villa in Beverly Hills, CA.
POTENTIAL VICTIMS: All the contestants and crew of the show.
SUSPECTS: The show's million-dollar prize offers strong motivation to each contestant, and some members of the crew are hiding big secrets.
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from where you’re sitting,” she told Olivia. “Oh, wait. This is that house?” Wilson burst out. “My mom’s a Trial TV fanatic. This is the one where the little girl had to testify that her mother tried to kill her father and that’s why he killed her. The jury decided it was self-defense, right?” “Yeah,” Kit agreed. “There wasn’t a ton of evidence proving Katrina attacked her husband. But Anna, their daughter, was a really convincing witness, even though she was so little. She said—” “Who cares
in the library, running her finger up and down one of the stripes on the wallpaper. “Can’t find anything good to read?” I asked. “Too many good things. Practically everything. Even new stuff,” she said. “Why wouldn’t there be new stuff? This place has the newest everything,” I answered. “I guess I expect libraries like this”—she gave the wheeled ladder a little push—“so-old fashioned looking, to have only old-fashioned books.” I spotted a book I’d liked a lot and pulled it off the shelf.
it, okay?” Bobby T’s voice cracked on the last word. He was really upset. I hadn’t realized it faster because I’d been half asleep. “Sure.” I logged onto my server and pulled up my new e-mail. “That one.” Bobby T tapped the screen. “The one with no ‘from’ address.” I clicked it. A video launched, even though I hadn’t clicked on a file. A skeletal hand holding a shovel began to dig a grave. The hand and the shovel and the ground were all made of construction paper. They didn’t look real or
to the group. “What we need to do is cut off some of Mikey’s blubber and give it to you,” he continued. That way you won’t accidentally slide down the drain or anything.” Mary ducked her head again in reply. Mikey opened his mouth, then seemed to decide not to say anything. “The barbecue is starting up,” Ripley said. “Come on out to the pool.” The pool was . . . I know my English teacher wouldn’t be happy to hear this, but I don’t think I have the words to describe it. Sounds come the closest.
to the group. “What we need to do is cut off some of Mikey’s blubber and give it to you,” he continued. That way you won’t accidentally slide down the drain or anything.” Mary ducked her head again in reply. Mikey opened his mouth, then seemed to decide not to say anything. “The barbecue is starting up,” Ripley said. “Come on out to the pool.” The pool was . . . I know my English teacher wouldn’t be happy to hear this, but I don’t think I have the words to describe it. Sounds come the closest.