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

Then the car glided quietly into the night.





Chapter Four



Police cars sat everywhere, parked at crazy angles. Their flashing lights cut through the night, turning everything around first red and then blue.

Dogs that sniffed for bombs and dogs that sniffed for drugs were snuffling all through Kalber Concert Hall Ч down every hallway, in every office and practice room, in the auditorium where the musicians performed and around the outside of the building, too.

Police officers swarmed over the building like ants on an anthill, carrying guns and radios and flashlights.

It had been almost two hours since Jill and Molly had spotted the bad guys climbing out the concert hall window.

The girls stood beside one of the patrol cars, still shivering with fear from their encounter with the thieves or whatever the men were. The patrol car's lights throbbed brightly, bathing the girls in pulsing shades of red and blue.

Jill saw a tall, thin policewoman approach.

"You're sure you two saw some guys come out of this concert hall?" the policewoman asked. "You're not making this up just to get attention, are you?"

Jill looked at Molly, surprised by the question.

"As if!" Molly said. "We stood right over there and watched a big fat guy and another guy come out that window."

"Like we told you, officer, we followed them here," Jill said. "It didn't make sense that a car full of men were asking about the concert hall when we knew it was closed. We were just trying to make sure they didn't do anything bad to the concert hall, that's all. We're supposed to go there for a big classical concert tomorrow morning with our teacher and some friends from school."

"All right," the officer said. "But if you girls are lying, you're going to be in a lot of trouble. Every cop in town is here right now, looking for evidence. You'd better hope we find some. You two just stay right here. We may want to talk to you again before you go home."

Jill glanced nervously at her watch. She thought about her mother and her stomach churned. Molly patted her on the shoulder.

"I wish the police would let us call our parents," Molly said. "But don't worry, Jill. Maybe your mom won't be too angry that you're out late. The police promised to drive us home as soon as they're done. It probably won't be much longer."

"You're right, Molly," Jill said. "I just hope Mom doesn't get too upset. I hate it when she yells at me just before I go to bed. I'm always tired the next day because I can't sleep much."

Three police officers marched towards Jill and Molly Ч the same woman as before, accompanied now by two men. They weren't smiling.

"Uh-oh," Jill said. "This doesn't look good."

The first to speak was a man with gray hair and some kind of insignia on his collar.

"I'm Major Roberts," he said sternly.

"You girls are in trouble," the female officer added.

"I'll handle this, Corporal Simmons," the older man said. "Look, girls Ч we've had more than forty police officers searching this concert hall from top to bottom for two hours. We have found nothing missing."