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21 " Murray was downstairs in one of the smaller bedrooms. Erica had duct-taped him to the bed to make sure he couldn’t run off during the night. Murray had briefly protested this, but then lapsed into a food coma and passed out cold. Evidently, consuming several pounds of bacon and chocolate after a month of trying to be healthy had taken a toll on him. "
― Stuart Gibbs , Spy School Goes South (Spy School, #6)
22 " Almost every scientist on earth who knows what they are talking about agrees on this. "
23 " Dane slipped out of the line of fire, but left Zoe standing in the doorway, his massive hand clenched around her neck. “Drop your weapons and give yourselves up! "
24 " The new jail also served as a school, providing Nefarious and Murray with classes specifically tailored for them, such as “Why You Should Defect from SPYDER and Help Us Defeat Them” and “Informing on the Enemy 101. "
25 " Reprehensible,” Erica suggested. “Repugnant. Odious. Loathsome. Abhorrent. Subhuman. "
26 " Because I don’t like Agent Hale here, and I’m sure I’d like whoever he wants to bring along even less. "
27 " Captain Pantywaist here sold a cargo ship full of serious weaponry to SPYDER and shipped it down to southern Argentina.” “Um,” Paul Lee said quietly. “Er . . . ah . . . not exactly.” “You didn’t ship it to southern Argentina?” Erica asked. “Er . . . no. I mean, I . . . uh . . . I did. But . . . ah . . . it wasn’t, um . . . it wasn’t only one ship. "
28 " MOOCH-ASS GRASSY-ASS, AMIGO!” Edna yelled. "
29 " He and Erica were probably the only people who knew their way around it without a map. Our own principal had once been lost down there for two days. "
30 " This is the Academy of Espionage,” Cyrus said gruffly. “If you didn’t want danger, you should have enrolled at the Academy of Scrapbooking. "
31 " Hey!” Murray cried, offended. “I might be a terrorist, a thief, and a traitor, but I’m not a cannibal! "
32 " There was a cry and a thud from the lobby behind me. Dane Brammage and Joshua Hallal were chasing me and had bowled over a hapless Farkle grandmother in their haste. "
33 " I plowed through it, sending up a spray of water that was probably 50 percent toddler urine. "
34 " Murray?” Zoe laughed. “If you look up ‘useless’ in the dictionary, you’ll find a photo of him. "
35 " Why thank you, Michael. What a gentleman you are.” Catherine gave him a coy smile. “Handsome too. If I were back in spy school, I’d have my sights set on you.” “Mother!” Erica gasped, mortified. “Please don’t flirt with my classmates!” “That wasn’t flirtation,” Catherine said, taking a sip of tea. “It was observation. There’s a difference.” Murray sprang onto the couch by Catherine’s side. “Enough talk about Mike. Let’s talk about Erica. What was she like as a child? Do you have any embarrassing stories about her? Or better yet, embarrassing photos? Ouch!” Murray yelped as Erica seized his ear in a vise grip and twisted hard. “There’s no need for physical violence! I’m just being friendly. "
36 " Paul Lee slipped into the gap on the couch that Murray had left, trying his best to be debonair and failing miserably. “Ms. Hale, er . . . I fear that you, um . . . may have gotten the wrong . . . er, idea about me. . . .” “You keep your distance from me as well,” Catherine told him. “Or I’ll let Erica rip off your kneecaps and make castanets with them. "
37 " Catherine arched an eyebrow. “Possibly four bodyguards?” “Dane Brammage fell into the shark tank earlier this morning,” Erica explained. “He might have been eaten alive, but knowing him, we can never assume his death.” “It’s conceivable that he ate the sharks,” Mike suggested. "
38 " I’m Murray! I’m fun! I’m charming! And clever! A lot of their evil plots would have gone nowhere without me.” “They didn’t go anywhere anyhow,” Zoe said. “Ben and Erica always thwarted them. "
39 " Next to me, Paul Lee regained consciousness. “Am I still alive?” he asked blearily, and we hurried through the kitchen. “Yes,” I told him. “Oh good,” he said. “I’m not, er . . . a fan of being dead.” “That makes two of us,” I said. "
40 " That’s right!” Paul Lee announced. “I’ve only been, er . . . mostly useless. Oh.” He frowned as he realized how that had sounded. "