Rebel Undercover (The Forgotten Five, Book 3) - Softcover

Buch 3 von 7: The Forgotten Five

McMann, Lisa

 
9780593696187: Rebel Undercover (The Forgotten Five, Book 3)
Softcover
ISBN 10: 0593696182 ISBN 13: 9780593696187
Verlag: Penguin Young Readers Group, 2023

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X-Men meets Spy Kids in the third installment of The Forgotten Five middle-grade fantasy/adventure series by the New York Times bestselling author of The Unwanteds.

Estero City is in an uproar following the exposure of President Fuerte's superpowers. Meanwhile, the forgotten five, the ones behind the leak to the press, are reeling from Cabot's decision to leave the group to be with her parents—who are collaborating with the corrupt president.
 
But there's work to be done, and The Librarian has a daring new plan: Lada will go undercover and pretend to work for the president while gathering intelligence for the supernatural resistance.
 
Loyalties will be put to the test and alliances will shift as the forgotten five face off against their most powerful enemy yet: their own criminal parents.

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Über die Autorin bzw. den Autor

Lisa McMann is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of dozens of books, including The Forgotten Five series; The Unwanteds series; the Wake trilogy; and Clarice the Brave. She is married to fellow writer Matt McMann, and they have two adult children—their son is artist Kilian McMann, and their daughter is actor Kennedy McMann. Lisa spends most of her time in Arizona, California, and Vancouver, British Columbia, and loves to cook, read, and watch reality TV. You can visit Lisa at lisamcmann.com and follow her on Twitter, Instagram, and TikTok @lisa_mcmann.

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Later That Day

Cabot Stone plopped into an overstuffed armchair in her parents' brick-walled library and opened a medical book called Headaches, Brain Diseases, and Cranial Trauma. She was on the top floor of Cabot Industrial Services, where Greta and Jack Stone had built a comfortable loft apartment in the time they'd been away from the tropical hideout . . . and the children.

"We named the building after you," her father had said the night before when they'd snuck her in, "in case you ever came looking for us."

Cabot had supposed that was a nice gesture. But it seemed like they could have made a bit more of an effort if they'd really wanted to reunite.

Now Jack tentatively approached Cabot's section of the loft. He wore running shorts and a T-shirt that was still stained with sweat after his morning jog. His white-blond hair and ivory skin were similar in shade to Cabot's, though his cheeks were pink with exertion. He wore his hair a bit longer than Cabot's glorified buzz cut, and he brushed his moppy bangs aside to get them out of his eyes as he waited for Cabot to sense his presence. The reunion the day before had been tearful and joyous, but the talks last night had been painful. Accusatory. Cabot had three years of anger bubbling up inside that wouldn't go away overnight, and she'd given Jack and Greta a sharp tongue-lashing. They were acting appropriately meek this morning.

"Do you need anything, Cab?" Jack asked when she didn't acknowledge him. "Hungry? Thirsty? There's all kinds of food-"

"No thanks." Cabot immediately put up a mental block to protect her thoughts because of her father's ability to read minds. The block was something Jack and Greta had taught her to do when she was six. Cabot pictured it as a sliding wall inside her skull that slammed shut whenever she didn't want Jack to know what secretive or sneaky thing she was plotting. Back then, Jack had explained that he tried to never use his ability on his friends and family. But if people's thoughts were especially emotional-sad, angry, embarrassed-they sometimes forced their way into Jack's brain without him wanting them there. Greta had discovered early in their relationship that if she took a little time to focus on blocking her thoughts from Jack whenever he was within range, it was usually successful.

Cabot wasn't sure if her dad had continued in his virtuous ways, or if he was trying to read her mind right now. She wouldn't have been surprised-he'd changed a lot. It was shattering, to be honest-Cabot was beginning to realize she'd built her parents up in her mind, far beyond their true goodness. Her frown flickered with a flash of pain.

Jack lingered for a moment, shifting from one foot to the other, but Cabot seemed intent on the book she was reading. Eventually he left and went over to the desks on the far side of the loft, where Greta was working.

Cabot looked over, still frowning. Her parents talked quietly so Cabot wouldn't hear them-something they'd been doing on and off since she'd arrived. Each wore a GPS tracker in the form of a metal ankle band, provided by President Fuerte. The two could move about the city of Estero and live their lives however they pleased when they weren't called to assist the president with his crimes. But if they crossed the border into another country or waded more than a few dozen feet into the ocean, Fuerte's guards would descend upon them like a sudden hard rain-immediate and all-encompassing. They'd lose what freedom they had. In exchange for their abiding by these rules and staying inside the boundaries, Fuerte had kept the Stones and the other bad parents from being put in jail for their past crimes.

When Greta's cell phone rang, she turned her back to the library and answered it in hushed tones. But Cabot could just barely make out her mother's response: "Now is not a good time. We'll come to you. After . . . you know." Greta listened for several seconds, then reiterated firmly, "We'll come to you." She hung up and leaned toward Jack. "She sounds suspicious. But she can't come here." Greta glanced over her shoulder at Cabot.

Cabot swiftly dropped her gaze. Who was calling? Cabot had no idea. Greta had become extremely secretive. Both parents were so different now. Was it the new environment that had changed them? The loft and the home office, the phones and the appointments, versus the beach cabins with no schedule to follow or places to go? Was this how they'd been before Cabot had come along? Her parents were strangers.

Cabot sighed and pulled out her phone. Her stomach twisted as she scrolled through notification after notification from the other group, unopened. She could read the first two lines of each text message without clicking on them. There were group text messages that included the other four forgotten ones plus Lada, Elena Golden, and The Librarian. But The Librarian hadn't replied or communicated privately with Cabot at all yet, and that made her nervous. Was her hero mad at her for ditching the team during this crucial time? Cabot cringed as a days-long headache pounded behind her eyes.

There were also a few individual text messages, the first from Elena, reaching out to make sure Cabot was okay. The next was from Brix, begging her to come back. And there were a couple from Seven, whose reaction after her shocking departure seemed more emotional than she'd expected. The two of them had grown closer in the past weeks, she supposed. They'd been a team on the treacherous journey from the hideout to Estero, and they'd bonded during the time they were held prisoner together at Martim and Troy's mansion. Seven had been present when Cabot made the decision to go with her parents. He hadn't tried to stop her, but she'd watched him turn and walk away, head bowed.

The short, unfinished text previews provided some comfort. Her friends missed her. But she didn't want to read the full texts—not yet. Because she wasn't sure how she was feeling about everything, and she didn't want to start crying and have her parents wonder what she was crying about. She had to keep her friends' presence in Estero a secret no matter what. Plus, she wasn't quite ready for her friends to know she'd read their texts yet, because it could trigger an avalanche of new ones. Cabot wasn't prepared for that.

She searched through her phone settings. Lada had mentioned in one of their training sessions down in the lower tunnels that they could configure their messages so the sender couldn't tell if they'd read them. None of the group had actually done that as far as Cabot knew—the training had been overwhelming for the others, but Cabot had retained the information. She found the toggle switch and tapped it, and felt instantly better. Having people know if she'd read their messages felt as intrusive as when the kids nosed around her tree perch back home. Cabot was intensely private . . . even though she didn't quite respect other people's privacy the way she wanted hers respected.

It had been tricky explaining to her parents how she'd come to be in possession of a cell phone, but she'd anticipated the question and was ready for it. She'd also kept up the lie that only she and Seven had come to Estero. She might love her parents and want to be with them, but she didn't trust them. And she wanted to protect her friends. All her mom and dad knew was that she and Seven had been in search of the missing parents . . . and that Seven would be leaving soon to go back to the hideout.

"Seven and I bought cell phones to keep in touch with each other," she'd told her parents the previous night when she casually asked if they happened to have an extra charging cord. "I remembered what you told me about your old cell phones, and I sort of knew how they worked from your description-though they do way more than you ever...

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Verlag
Penguin Young Readers Group
Erscheinungsdatum
2023
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0593696182
ISBN 13 
9780593696187
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Taschenbuch
Anzahl der Seiten
336
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