Running Scared (The Nancy Drew Files)
Carolyn Keene
Language: English
Pages: 160
ISBN: 0671730738
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
With Nancy's best friend George set to compete in the big race in Chicago, Nancy goes to the Windy City, where she finds herself involved in finding the person who has been sending death threats to top runner Annette Lang.
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and Nancy were riding side by side on a road in Grant Park. They were almost at the halfway point of the marathon course. Following George’s look, Nancy saw a muscular woman with straight brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. She wore lavender running shorts and top and a matching lavender sweatband. Nancy marveled at the way her feet seemed to skim over the pavement. “She looks good,” Nancy commented. “Do you know who she is?” “That’s Renee Clark,” George said in an excited whisper. “She’s
with the top runners’ progress.” After thanking the sergeant, Nancy hung up. She quickly dressed in jeans and a shirt. “Breakfast time,” George announced brightly, emerging from the bathroom. She was wrapped in one of the hotel’s huge, fluffy bath towels and was drying her hair with another. Nancy gave her Stokes’s news. “I don’t get it. What will Munk do with nicotine?” George asked. Nancy shrugged, “Maybe try to poison Annette with it, though I have no idea how,” she admitted. “Ugh!” said
Annette a cup of bad water?” “Probably,” Nancy replied. “She’ll be concentrating on the race. There’s a good chance she’ll grab the water without looking at him.” “Hi, guys!” Bess said brightly. She sat down at the table and opened a menu. “Any news on Munk?” When Nancy explained about the nicotine, Bess looked appalled. “I was wondering how anyone would drink the stuff if it tastes so bad,” Nancy went on. “But when you’re dehydrated, you’d gulp it down before you realized what it was. By then
Annette a cup of bad water?” “Probably,” Nancy replied. “She’ll be concentrating on the race. There’s a good chance she’ll grab the water without looking at him.” “Hi, guys!” Bess said brightly. She sat down at the table and opened a menu. “Any news on Munk?” When Nancy explained about the nicotine, Bess looked appalled. “I was wondering how anyone would drink the stuff if it tastes so bad,” Nancy went on. “But when you’re dehydrated, you’d gulp it down before you realized what it was. By then
cheering grew still louder, she saw Renee Clark sprint to the tape. She looked tired and winded, but her face was lit up in a winner’s smile. Behind her by a hundred yards was Annette Lang, running as hard as she could. Irene Neff rushed up to Renee, and the two hugged. Nancy heard Renee ask, “Where’s Charles?” “He couldn’t be here,” said Irene. “I’ll explain after you meet the press.” Renee’s beaming grin faded to a look of puzzled concern, but she let herself be led to the circle of