The Reunion (Animorphs #30)

The Reunion (Animorphs #30)

Language: English

Pages: 176

ISBN: 059076263X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Marco is faced with a difficult decision when his mother threatens to seize control over Visser One.

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Are you okay, Marco? You seem kind of jazzed. Manic." I said a harsh word. Then, Cassie bit her lip thoughtfully. She got a distracted look in her eyes. I realized she was listening to Tobias or Ax or both communicating in private thought-speak. I don't know what they told her. But I saw that flicker of emotion in her eyes: pity. "Well," she said at last,

office-bound men and women in the heart of blue-suit central. It was still way early but already the sun was heating up the sidewalks, and the exhaust from the cars, trucks, and buses was spread like a grubby, smelly blanket over the concrete and steel jungle. Nice choice, Marco. I should have gone to the beach. I stood on the sidewalk and stared. Seething mass of humanity. I'd heard that phrase once and now I knew what it meant. It meant "office workers at rush hour." What was the big hurry?

turning into a fly, here. Hello? Are you people or statues?" The elevator slowed and stopped at a floor. The woman who had dropped the paper earlier bent to pick it up. Problem. I wasn't done morphing! I was about the size of a rat, with pink skin and a human nose. The other nine-tenths of me was housefly. Wings, six hairy legs, compound eyes, a big sticky tongue where my mouth had been. And I was sitting in the middle of a mound of clothes. A more disgusting sight I cannot imagine. The

led the way. We skittered back down the door and tried to squeeze under it. No luck. Ax noted. I sighed. I led the way up the wall and through the air vent I'd been sucked into that morning. Tobias asked. We scrambled through scatterings of lint and ash to a vent that opened into

through a second door. Into a small, private bathroom. BAM! Even in the bathroom I felt the shock of the blow. Someone or something slamming the office door with the force of a battering ram. BAM! BAM! "The Yeerks," I said. "They're here to kill her!" Ax answered coldly. "Not while I stand around and watch," I said. I ignored him.

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