Hunt for Jade Dragon (Michael Vey, Book 4)
Richard Paul Evans
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Michael and his friends must rescue a child prodigy as the thrilling action continues in this electrifying fourth installment of the #1 New York Times bestselling series!
Michael, Taylor, Ostin and the rest of the Electroclan head to China in search of a girl who may have discovered why Michael and his friends became electric. Her name is Lin Julung, or Jade Dragon, and she's a child prodigy with an IQ higher than Einstein's—and Ostin's.
But Hatch gets to her first, and the Elgen are holding her prisoner in their Taiwan Starxource plant. Now the Voice wants Michael and the Electroclan to go to Taiwan and free her before Hatch can realize his dreams of an army of electric children.
The hunt for Jade Dragon is on, and it's a race against time!
five thousand American dollars from the Banco de la Nación with a new credit card. The jet will take me a few more minutes to reserve, but it will be sent for you at the first moment possible and will reach you, at the latest, by the day after tomorrow. Señor Castillo will arrange transportation to the airport.” “Thank you, Florian. I look forward to seeing you, and meeting your lovely wife.” “I will be most pleased. I will see you soon. I look forward to helping you put an end to this mutiny.”
me? I don’t have any front pockets.” I took the key from her. “And my lip gloss?” “Sure.” I just looked at her. “What?” “Anything else?” She smiled. “Nope.” The seven of us took the elevator down together. Ostin stopped at the concierge desk for directions, then met up with us near the front doors. “She says we’ll have to take a taxi. She wrote down the address.” He held up a paper covered with Chinese characters. We showed the paper to one of the hotel’s attendants, who signaled for two
also gave you your good looks. You’ve got to take the bad with the good.” “I think Mom helped.” “Helped,” he said, laughing. “She was ninety-nine percent of your good looks.” As I looked at him I suddenly broke down crying. My father looked at me for a moment, then he put his arms around me and held me. I wept for a long time before we parted. When I could speak I asked, “Now what?” He shook his head. “Things have gotten a little . . . sorry, a lot out of hand. Now this whole crazy resistance
must have turned them off for a reason. I wondered if they had found us. I looked over at Ostin. His head was down and he looked like he was lost in thought. “What have you got, Ostin?” Without looking up he said, “Ian, what do the landmines look like?” “I don’t know. They look like landmines.” “What shape?” “They’re round, mostly.” “Mostly?” “There are different kinds,” he said, sounding annoyed. “Are some big?” “Define big.” “Bigger than a car tire?” “Yes. Some of them.” “Are the
McKenna, the Lisses, Taylor, and her mother. After we were seated I asked Taylor’s mom, “Where’s Mr. Ridley?” “He’s at home,” she said. “He couldn’t come?” “If he knew Taylor was here he would have definitely come. He thinks I’m on a business trip for my travel company. In fact, until two hours ago, so did I.” “What do you mean?” Taylor asked. “A few days ago, a woman came into my office. She said she represented a very wealthy Arizona businessman who was looking for someone to handle his