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

"We already told you those guys weren't carrying anything when they came out the window," Molly said. "Why are you angry with usT

"We just called to report what we saw, Major," Jill said. "Are you saying we shouldn't have phoned to report a break-in at the concert hall? We saw these guys coming out that window over there Ч we saw it with our own eyes."

"That's the problem, girls," the major said. "We've dusted for fingerprints and checked for footprints. We've looked at the window for signs of forced entry. But there aren't any. There's no bomb inside the concert hall. No one brought drugs in or out. As far as we can tell, no one even opened that window tonight. I don't know what you two are up to, but I don't like it. Lying to the police is a serious offense."

"Lying?" Jill and Molly asked at the same time.

"That's right, girls. Lying!" barked Corporal Simmons, the female officer. "I'm afraid you'll both have to come with us to the police station. You are both under arrest for lying to the police!"





Chapter Five



The rest of the night did not go well for Jill and Molly.

Major Roberts explained that they weren't really under arrest. The corporal had gotten a bit too excited.

But they did have to come to the police station and answer more questions. And if they had lied to the police, they might face charges.

It seemed like a nightmare. They were only in the sixth grade and now they were under arrest. Or at least, kind of under arrest.

After they arrived at the police station, the girls were finally allowed to call home. Molly's parents believed her story at once and hurried to the station to help.

But Jill's mother was not nearly so kind. She insisted that Jill must have done something wrong.

"Why would the cops drag you down to the station if you're so innocent?" she yelled into the phone. "You're gonna have to get yourself out of this mess. I'm in my pajamas and robe. I'm not coming over there until morning, so you can just spend the night in jail. Maybe it'll teach you a lesson. I always knew you'd turn out no good!"

Then she hung up.

Jill cried after that.

"It'll be all right, Jill," Molly said. "My parents will get us out of this. We're not going to stay in this awful police station a minute longer than we have to. Please, don't cry."

The police put Jill and Molly in a small room with one bright light and began to pepper them with questions.

"What were you two really doing at the concert hall?" Major Roberts demanded.

"Come on," another officer added. "We know you made up the whole story. Just tell us why you did it and maybe you won't have to go to juvenile detention."

After a while, the police allowed Molly's parents into the small room to join them.

The parents pointed out that both girls were A students. Both were popular with students and teachers. And neither was a liar.

"If they said they saw someone come out that window, then they really saw someone," Molly's father insisted.