"6 Humano Morphs What Would We Do Without Jill v1.0" - читать интересную книгу автора (Spenser M D)

"Directions? To where?" Jill asked.

"Well, see, there's this place around here somewheres. We gotta find it," the man said, smiling. "It's called Kalber Concert Hall. They play, like, music there and stuff. You girls know where it is, by any chance?"

"You just want to find the concert hall? Why didn't you just say so?" Molly asked angrily. "You frightened us!"

Jill touched Molly's shoulder to calm her down because she didn't want to upset the fat man and his friends. She just wanted to get away from these strange men as soon as possible.

"Look, mister, it's easy," Jill said politely. "You go down this street for two more blocks and turn right. The concert hall is right there. You can't miss it."

A voice called out from inside the car.

"See, boss? I told ya we was close," the voice said. "I knew these nice pretty little girls could help us. They look the type to go for that music stuff."

"Shut up!" the fat man growled towards the car. "I don't need no help from you guys, ya moron! Keep your big trap shut!"

"But boss, I was only saying ..." the voice tried to answer.

"I said shut up!" the fat man screamed. "Or I'll shut ya up permanent when I get back in that car, understand?" Then he turned back to the girls with a big syrupy smile on his face. "Sorry, girls," he said. "Gotta keep my employees in line, ya know? Sorry we scared ya. Thanks for the help."

Then he walked back to the car with surprising speed, considering how fat he was. The door slammed shut and the car raced off towards Kalber Concert Hall.

"Wow! That was close, huh?" Molly said. "I thought we were goners for sure."

"I don't know if they wanted to hurt us or not," Jill said. "But I didn't want to take any chances so I thought we should be polite. But, hey, Mol Ч why would weird guys like that want to find our local concert hall? It's closed now. There's nothing going on there tonight."

"You're right," Molly said. "I hadn't thought about that. What do you think we should do? Call the police?"

"Nah, we're just kids," Jill said. "The police won't care if some guys asked us for directions to the concert hall. We'd better go over there ourselves. We'll be real careful. But if these guys are robbing the concert hall or something like that, we should try to find out. Then we'll get the police."

"Yeah, maybe we can call your dad, the police officer, huh?" Molly said, laughing. "See, that's what I meant about you, Jill. You're so smart to think up a story like that. I was terrified. But you were cool through the whole thing."

"I was just as scared as you," Jill said. "I was only trying to say something that might make them leave us alone. I'm not so smart."

"Oh, yes, you are!"

"Oh, no, I'm not."

"Oh, yes, you are!"

"Oh, no, I'm not," Jill said. "You 're the smart one, Mol. Anyway, I don't really want to talk about this right now, OK? Let's hurry over to the concert hall and see what those guys are up to."

"Sure, Jill," Molly said, shaking her head. "But some day you're going to have to admit how really cool you are. Hey, wait up! I can't run that fast!"

The two girls trotted two blocks down the street, then turned right towards the concert hall and looked for the black Cadillac. Everything appeared quiet at the auditorium, which loomed dark and empty.

They saw no sign of anyone.

"Maybe they were just going to the house of a friend who lived near the concert hall," Molly said. "Besides, it's getting late and those guys gave me the creeps. I want to get out of here. Let's go to the drug store and buy some chocolate, then go home, OK?"