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By Ally Carter

Celebrate the tenth anniversary of the ny Times best-selling Gallagher ladies sequence with this re-creation, featuring an unique new epilogue from best friend Carter!
When Cammie Morgan enrolled on the Gallagher Academy, she knew she used to be getting ready for the damaging lifetime of a undercover agent. What she did not comprehend used to be that the intense, real-life risk could begin in the course of her junior 12 months of highschool. yet that is precisely what occurred months in the past whilst Cammie confronted off opposed to an historical Revolutionary Organization 17 November useless set on kidnapping her.

Now the risk follows her all over, or even Cammie "The Chameleon" cannot cover. whilst a terrifying come across in London unearths that one in every of her most-trusted allies is absolutely a rogue double-agent, Cammie not understands if she will be able to belief her classmates, her teachers-or even her personal heart.

Now the Gallagher ladies needs to hack, secret agent, thieve, and lie their strategy to the reality as they observe that the most important to Cammie's destiny could lie deep within the past.

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I've got no proposal the place she’s from. ” Our instructor shrugged. “What i know is that she simply positioned her bank card in her handbag, and it’s your task to get me that quantity. ” “But she’s now not an operative. . . . ” Tina hesitated. “She doesn’t be aware of it’s an task. . . . So if i am getting stuck . . . ” Townsend stared at her. “Then don’t get stuck. ” It used to be nonetheless a video game, I knew, yet for the 1st time within the historical past of our unprecedented schooling, the avid gamers at the different aspect didn’t be aware of we have been enjoying. one after the other, our classmates bought their assignments till Bex and that i have been on my own with our instructor. “Baxter,” Agent Townsend stated, turning to Bex, “do you're thinking that you'll find out the serial numbers of the five-dollar invoice the guy operating the Tilt-A-Whirl simply placed into that lockbox? ” The glance on her face acknowledged that sure, she did imagine she might discover, and but she didn’t flip to stroll away. She waited as our teacher’s gaze landed on me. “And i assume that leaves us with Cammie Morgan. ” He slowly scanned the group. “I imagine possibly we’ll locate anything in particular becoming for you. ” I didn’t be aware of what to claim, so I stood quietly, ready. “There. ” He pointed towards a guy in an legitimate theme-park jumpsuit. “The keys on his belt—bring me an impact of at the very least 3 of them. ” He smiled like he was once so shrewdpermanent. I shrugged love it used to be really easy. Then, with my ally beside me, I became and began throughout the crowd. even though it pains me to confess it, for his first actual lesson, Agent Townsend had controlled to convey us to 1 of the main difficult areas a secret agent may ever be. in spite of everything, Mr. Solomon had spent the final 12 months and a part education us to work out every thing, listen every little thing, detect every little thing. And as I walked during the park, it used to be nearly an excessive amount of for my hugely proficient senses to take. “Ooh! ” I exclaimed, craning my neck as we walked earlier a stand promoting a few form of deep-fried scrumptious on a stick. “I wish a kind of! ” “We don’t have any cash, Cam. ” “Ooh, i would like to experience that! ” “We in simple terms have an hour. ” “I want—” “I wish you to take this heavily, ok? ” Bex acknowledged, whirling on me. “You sound like your mother,” I stated. She essentially glowed. “Thank you. ” “Bex . . . ” I stated slowly. “I’m tremendous. ” “You say that—” “Bex. ” I reduce her off and stopped within the middle of the most road that snaked throughout the complete park. “Weren’t you purported to be following that man? ” I pointed to the attendant pushing a cart jam-packed with lockboxes within the other way. “I’m sturdy the place I am,” she acknowledged. “Bex... ” “Cammie... ” “Spot the surveillance,” I instructed her. “What? ” i assumed again to the best way her mom and dad had led us throughout London—the video game we hadn’t performed in weeks. “Spot the surveillance. ” “Man promoting balloons through the bumper cars,” she acknowledged, no longer even blinking. “The lady with the cotton candy,” I further, pointing at only one of the guards that surrounded me at each flip. It used to be her flip, yet I couldn’t shake the sensation that the sport used to be over. We’d stopped preserving rating on a bridge overlooking the Thames.

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