Hollywood Holdup
By Jerry B. Jenkins and Chris Fabry
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While they watch the neighbors, who is watching them?
Watch out! The Timberline twins are on the loose. Bryce and Ashley are ATV-riding tweens from Colorado who unearth action-packed mystery and adventure wherever they go. From clearing the name of a local miscreant to thwarting a gold-stealing heist, the twins’ growing faith and the strong example of their parents guide them through even the most life-threatening situations. With the trademark page-turner style used by Jerry Jenkins and Chris Fabry in the Left Behind: The Kids series, these fast-paced books will keep even reluctant readers on the edge of their seats. Readers will definitely be hooked! Perfect for ages 8-12.
Jerry B. Jenkins
Jerry B. Jenkins hat bereits fast 200 Bücher geschrieben, einschließlich 21 "New York Times"-Bestseller. Mehr als 71 Millionen Exemplare seiner Werke wurden inzwischen weltweit verkauft. Er ist bekannt für seine Bibel-Romane, seine Endzeit-Romane ("Finale"-Reihe), und viele weitere Genres. Außerdem unterstützte er Billy Graham bei dessen Autobiografie, und hat zahlreiche Sport-Biografien geschrieben. Gemeinsam mit seiner Frau Dianna lebt er in Colorado Springs im US-Bundesstaat Colorado. Sie haben drei erwachsene Söhne. Einer von ihnen, Dallas, ist der Erfinder, Co-Autor und Regisseur der TV-Serie "The Chosen".
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- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5A family crises causes Bruce and Ashley Timberline to volunteer to house-sit for some friends, but as soon as they move in, they notice strange happenings with the neighbors. Could one of them be involved in a series of robberies?While they watch the neighbors, who is watching them?
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Hollywood Holdup - Jerry B. Jenkins
BEFORE
Cassandra sat at the drive-thru window of Taco Town, adjusting her paper hat and wishing she could move the clock forward. She was near the end of her shift, taking orders on the headset and making change, and she just wanted to get home, take off the hot uniform, and watch TV.
She worried she would get so used to saying, Welcome to Taco Town; I’ll take your order when you’re ready
and Would you like regular or huge?
that she would find those phrases cropping up in conversations away from the job.
While she was pouring her cereal one morning, her little brother had said, Aren’t you going to take my order?
She would have smiled if it hadn’t been so sad. She had become someone who handed people food. This was not what she wanted to be doing 20—or even two—years down the road. But it was a job that was close to home, and it gave her gas money. Her goal was to go to college so she wouldn’t have to sit here every day breathing exhaust fumes and dealing with the endless cars and people who didn’t know what they wanted.
The bell dinged, and she glanced at the monitor. A light-colored sports car. She remembered this guy from just minutes before. Welcome to Taco Town; I’ll take your order when you’re ready.
He had begun to speak even before she finished. —asked for a triple with no guacamole, and there’s a ton of guacamole on here. Plus, I got a small drink, and I ordered a huge.
I’m sorry about that, sir. If you’ll pull through, we’ll make sure we get that right.
She said it with a smile, like her bosses instructed. Even if you were mad enough to spit, put a smile in your voice and talk slowly, and people wouldn’t know you were annoyed.
This was the fourth order they’d gotten wrong today, and she couldn’t help thinking there would be a fifth.
One mom had ordered three tacos with no shells. She said her kids were allergic to them, but how do you wrap a taco with no shell? They’d done the best they could. Then the lady came through again. She’d ordered a small drink, and they had given her a huge. She handed Cassandra the cup, which she had to throw away, and Cassandra had given her a small—like the woman couldn’t drink what she wanted and throw away the rest.
Once a guy had pulled up and held out a vase of flowers. It might have been sweet if it had been her birthday or if she’d known the guy, but she’d told him it was store policy not to accept gifts.
The bell rang again. Finally some space between cars—things were slowing down. A man said something, but it was muffled. He tried again, but she couldn’t understand. She told him to drive around.
The monitor showed an old car with big headlights. The picture was fuzzy.
His brakes squeaked as he stopped next to the window—a little too close actually.
What can I get you—?
Cassandra gasped. Ronald Reagan. Not really Ronald Reagan—it was a wrinkled mask that looked like the old actor—the dead president. She put a hand on the counter and smiled. You scared me there for a minute.
The masked man tilted his head, and she could tell from his eyes that something was wrong. When she saw the gun she knew she was right.
Show me the money,
the guy said. Only it wasn’t his voice. It was coming from a staticky device.
She stared, too shocked to move.
Show me the money.
Her training came back to her. She was to try to remember everything she could—how he sounded, words he used, scars, tattoos, hair. If threatened, she was to give the robber what he wanted. It was only money. And the company was insured.
She guessed there was at least $1,500 in the cash register. Maybe $2,000. Lots of 10s and 20s.
Her hands shook as she pulled a Taco Town bag from beneath the register and stuffed the money inside.
The man took it with a milky white hand. Then he tossed the bag on the passenger seat, never taking his eyes off her. Blue eyes. Deep blue.
Don’t hurt me,
she said.
He sped away.
Part 1CHAPTER 1
BryceTUESDAY, OCTOBER 28
BRYCE
I had just finished mowing my last lawn for the fall, which was sad. You start counting on mowing money—then you realize that the snow is right around the corner and the grass is going to turn brown and stop growing. Usually by Halloween we’ve had at least one snowstorm, but not this year. I wanted snow so we could get a day or two off school, but the more you want something like that, the less likely it becomes.
Ashley, my twin sister, and Dylan, my little brother, were playing pirate and damsel in distress. Dylan swatted at imaginary enemies with his plastic sword, while Ashley screamed and pushed the hair from her face like some starlet. She wants to be an actress, but she’ll never admit it.
Mom watched from the kitchen, a hand over her mouth like she was trying to keep from laughing. Sam, our stepdad, wasn’t home from work yet, and Leigh, our stepsister, had just gotten home from having her oil changed. Since she had gotten a car, she’d been gone a lot, mostly with her boyfriend, Randy. She poured some cereal, even though she could see that Mom was making dinner.
The phone rang, and Leigh, Ashley, and I raced for it. With three teenagers that happens a lot. Mom beat us all, but I checked the caller ID to make sure it wasn’t for me. It read Preston.
Oh, Jillian, I’m sorry,
Mom said. Was it sudden? . . . I’m so sorry.
Mom looked a lot like she had when our dad died back in Illinois.
Mom put a hand over the phone and turned to Leigh, who punched a spoon into her soggy cornflakes. The Prestons need to go out of town for a few days and need someone to—
Leigh’s eyes got big, and she shook her head. No way,
she whispered. Dad’s taking me to look at schools, remember?
It sounded like she wouldn’t consider helping even if she were going to be in town.
CHAPTER 2
AshleyASHLEY
Mom took the phone to the next room, and I asked Leigh what was wrong with the Prestons’ condo. Isn’t that where you stayed while the rest of us went to the Grand Canyon?
Right,
Leigh said. I wouldn’t watch that place again for a million dollars. All those animals. All that dog food. Plus the neighbors are weird. That was the worst week of my life. And they didn’t pay close to what I expected.
A million dollars?
Bryce said.
What’s wrong with the neighbors?
I said.
They share this courtyard, so anytime the dog goes outside he’s trespassing. An old lady next door was nice but quirky. And the Preston kid—his room gave me the willies. I shut the door and went in there only to feed his snake. Gross.
What kind of snake?
Bryce said.
Boa constrictor or something like that. That I had to feed it a rat turned my stomach, and the thing squealed as the snake chased it.
Sounds cool,
Bryce said.
A family of daredevils lives in that complex too.
Daredevils?
There’re three of them, and they shoot each other with air pistols and ride their bikes around like they’re some motorcycle gang. It was almost as bad as going on vacation with you guys.
Leigh made it sound like the Preston Prison, but I’d been there with Mom’s book club, and it seemed nice.
Mom stuck her head back in. Any ideas for someone to watch the place? It’s an emergency.
Bryce said, Ashley and I will do it.
Mom frowned.
Yeah,
I said. We could stay there at night and walk to school. Plus there are no classes Friday.
No way,
Leigh hissed. "You guys can’t handle all those . . . creatures!"
You’d be surprised,
Bryce said. Mom, tell her we can come over right now, and she can show us what needs to be done.
CHAPTER 3
BryceBRYCE
When do the Prestons leave?
I said.
Late tonight,
Mom said. Heading for Florida.
Did someone die?
Her father-in-law. Boating accident. I’d like to help, but I’m not sure I—
Trust me,
Leigh said. You do not want them staying there.
You stayed there,
I said.
I’m older and have more experience.
I turned to Mom. We can do this.
I’m sure you can, hon, but—
We’ll do it for free,
Ashley said. Just to help out. Besides, who else are they going to get on such short notice?
Mom scratched her chin. They said they don’t want to impose on Mrs. Waldorf or the other neighbors. If I had more time I could ask around, but . . .
You’re seriously thinking of letting them do it?