The 39 Clues: Cahills Vs. Vespers Book 2: A King's Ransom - Plot & Excerpts
Reagan rapped out. She wasn’t even winded. Nellie struggled with the next sit-up. Alistair had collapsed at seventeen. Fiske had kept up until forty. Natalie was humming to herself as she moved. Ted was concentrating, perspiration on his forehead. And Phoenix was following Reagan easily. “Sixty. Good job, people. Done for the day.” “Thank you,” Alistair breathed. “All right,” Reagan said. “Tomorrow we’ll tackle shoulders and arms. That means push-ups, people! And if you want to fit in some extra ab work after dinner, I’ll be cranking out some more crunches.” At the mention of dinner, Nellie’s stomach growled. “Please don’t mention food,” she said. Just then they heard the sound of the dumbwaiter shuddering down. Fiske went over and lifted the panel. “Cabbage and potatoes,” he said. Nellie shook her fist at the camera closest to her.
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