"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 17 - The Underground" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)

up against the stage, surging and seething and sweating. And not looking
all that great, either. I mean, from the air, mostly what you see of
humans is their heads. You see little ovals of hair. And let me tell you
something: There are a lot of bad haircuts out there.

Planet Hollywood was on the waterfront

10 where the river cuts through downtown. Tall buildings loomed over it.
Skyscrapers fifty and sixty stories tall. I could look right in the
windows and see that an awful lot of people had stayed late after work
and were gazing down at the stage through binoculars and telescopes.

I yelled in sudden surprise. Lucy what's-her-name.>

Marco cried, delighted. <0kay, Rachel, the time has
come. Fly down there, morph back to human, and you and Xena have it out.
See who can kick whose butt.>

I sighed. little dreams, don't you?>



For a moment I considered teaching Marco a lesson. He was in osprey

morph. Ospreys are big birds. But they might as well be chickens
alongside a bald eagle. It would be so easy to go into a stoop, shoot
past him, flare up beneath him, and make him tumble.

Nah. It wouldn't be right.

I wheeled around in a huge circle that carried me close to the Kenny
Building. The Kenny Building is one of those glass towers, all smooth
and imposing. It sits almost alongside the river,

11 separated from the water by a four-lane road and a strip of grass.
The glass is slightly mirrored so normal eyes can't see inside all that
well. But bald-eagle eyes are adapted for hunting fish. They see through
water very well, and glass is a lot like water.

I saw a man in an otherwise empty office on the next to highest floor.
Sixty floors up. I don't know why he caught my eye, but he did. I banked
to go back toward him.

And that's when he picked up the metal-framed chair and threw it into
the window.

Crash! Glass exploded outward and fell spinning and sparkling to the
ground. Big shards sliced through the tops of parked cars.

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