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My assignment is going really well. I’ve just tackled the president’s kid and shoved him into a toilet stall. As in, the son of the President of the United States. As in, a toilet stall.
I didn’t have a choice! I’ve been a student at the Sydney Brown School less than fourteen minutes; the door with the FACULTY BATHROOM sign was the only logical option. Where the heck else could I hole up with him?
It’s practically impossible to get my SpiPhone and keep hold of KyleCaptain Thompson did warn me this job might get complicatedand now it sounds like a sledgehammer is coming through the bathroom door. I need help, preferably within the next 30 seconds.
How did I get into this mess, just when I thought life had returned to normal?
It started with an abrupt knock on my thighthe Special Service version of a text.