Goldwhiskers

Goldwhiskers

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by Heather Vogel Frederick
     
 

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In Book 3 of the newly repackaged Spy Mice series, the secret agents head to London—and uncover an international mystery.

Oz Levinson is beyond excited when his family decides to spend winter vacation in England. The chance to tour London (a.k.a. James Bond’s home base) and get a break from the school bullies will make this a very jolly holiday

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In Book 3 of the newly repackaged Spy Mice series, the secret agents head to London—and uncover an international mystery.

Oz Levinson is beyond excited when his family decides to spend winter vacation in England. The chance to tour London (a.k.a. James Bond’s home base) and get a break from the school bullies will make this a very jolly holiday indeed. Even better, his friend Glory Goldenleaf—world-renowned spy mouse—is along for the ride.

Soon though, their vacation turns into a business trip. A series of jewel thefts have left the police baffled, and Glory has her eye on some pocket-size suspects. It looks like Goldwhiskers—the richest rat in the world—and some familiar rodent villains have their paw-prints all over this. Then the rat thieves go after the big cheese: the Crown Jewels. In a race to return England’s national treasures to safety, Glory Goldenleaf, international mouse of mystery, and her friend Oz are on the case!

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781442467057
Publisher:
Simon & Schuster Books For Young Readers
Publication date:
04/02/2013
Series:
Spy Mice Series, #3
Edition description:
Reissue
Pages:
260
Sales rank:
639,340
Product dimensions:
5.10(w) x 7.60(h) x 0.90(d)
Age Range:
8 - 11 Years

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Goldwhiskers


By Heather Vogel Frederick

Aladdin

Copyright © 2007 Heather Vogel Frederick
All right reserved.

ISBN: 1416914420

Chapter One

At exactly one minute past midnight, a large black taxicab turned into the sweeping drive in front of London's Savoy Hotel.

A mouseling stepped out of the shadow of the curb as the vehicle approached. Its headlights caught the hopeful gleam in his bright little eyes. He watched as the cab pulled up smartly in front of the entrance. It swished through a puddle as it did so, drenching him with icy water.

The mouseling slumped back against the curb, the hopeful look instantly extinguished. He'd thought that perhaps his luck had finally changed. It hadn't. Not one bit. He swiped dejectedly at his sodden face with a grimy paw and sneezed. What a horrid night! The skies were spouting the kind of cold, sleeting rain that only London in late December could produce -- and now this. His slight body shook violently, and the mouseling wrapped his tail tightly around himself in a vain attempt to keep warm.

Shivering, he watched as the cab driver hopped out and trotted round to open the door for his passengers. The mouseling's tummy rumbled. Not only had he had no luck tonight, he'd had nothing to eat either. He hadn't earned it yet. "Only mouselings who sing for their supper get their supper," Master always said.

And the mouseling desperately wanted to please Master. Master was the giver of all that was good: food, warmth, praise. Themouseling owed Master his life. Before Master, he'd been nothing. An urchin. A throwaway. "Nobody wants worthless street trash like you," Master reminded him often. Reminded all of them often. "Nobody but me."

Still shivering, the mouseling peered over the curb as two pairs of feet emerged from the taxi: a lady's and a gentleman's. His tiny heart began to beat a little faster. Maybe his luck had changed after all. The gentleman's shoes were highly polished and expensive looking. The lady's stylish sandals crisscrossed her pale toes with narrow straps. Useless for walking, especially in this weather, but perfect for making an impressive entrance at one of London's poshest hotels. Which was just the sort of thing that toffs liked to do.

"You can always tell a toff by his shoes," Master had instructed. "That and his bags. Toffs like to spend money on shoes and bags."

The cab driver removed a trio of suitcases from the taxi's trunk and placed them on the sidewalk. The mouseling watched intently. He lifted his grubby little nose into the air and sniffed. Leather! Expensive leather. Hope soared in him once again. This was what he'd been waiting for all evening. These were just the sort of bags that toffs liked to take to fancy hotels.

And toffs -- upper-crust, well-heeled, wealthy humans -- were what the mouseling was after tonight. What all Master's mouselings were after in every corner of the city tonight.

The small mouse's tummy rumbled again. Right, then. Time to get to work if he fancied any supper. He shouldered his soggy duffel bag (made from the toe of a sock) and with a practiced leap swung himself up over the curb. As the taxicab pulled away, he tumbled into the cuff of the gentleman's well-cut trousers, and a moment later the Savoy's doorman ushered the two human guests -- and one unseen mouseling -- inside the hotel.

Text copyright 2007 by Heather Vogel Frederick



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Meet the Author

Heather Vogel Frederick is the award-winning author of the Mother-Daughter Book Club series, Absolutely Truly, the Patience Goodspeed books, the Spy Mice series, and Once Upon a Toad. An avid fan of all things maple, Heather and her husband have recently been transplanted from Portland, Oregon, back to New England, close to where Heather grew up. You can learn more about the author and her books at HeatherVogelFrederick.com.

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Goldwhiskers (Spy Mice Series #3) 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 1 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Havnt read it but heather vogel fredrick i a good author i loved the mother daughter book club series