Emily Grimshaw. One way or another, her name kept coming up. It was Wednesday, day twelve for my missing bike. For Riley’s, it was day eleven. When he phoned with the latest update, I could hear in his voice that he was losing hope. “Someone took my reward posters down,” he told me with a sigh. “Mom says that most places only leave them up for two weeks, so there’s no point in replacing them. We posted ads online instead.” “I didn’t take the posters down, Riley,” I said. “I know,” he answered. “I think it was Emily. She hinted at it when she stopped me the other day.” See what I mean about the way her name kept turning up? And what was it between my friend and my nemesis? He sounded discouraged about our bikes, but he didn’t sound mad at Emily about the posters. “Did you mention a reward online?” I asked. “No. Mom almost had a heart attack when I told her that it could be rewarding the thief. No more money.” “Good,” I said. “It’s better that way.”
What do You think about The Great Bike Rescue (2013)?
