Surrounded by Sharks
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When Davey wakes, just as the sun is rising, he can't wait to slip out of the crammed hotel room he's sharing with his family. Leave it to his parents and kid brother to waste an entire day of vacation sleeping in! Davey heads straight for the beach, book and glasses in hand, not bothering to leave a note. As the sparkling ocean entices him, he decides to test the water, never mind that No Swimming sign. But as the waves pull him farther from shore, Davey finds himself surrounded by water -- and something else, too. Something circling below the surface, watching, waiting. It's just a matter of time...
This adventure by New York Times bestselling author Michael Northrop will make readers think twice before taking a dip in the water.
it still wasn’t willing to expend much energy. The sea was vast and hungry. Food was often gone by the time the shark arrived. The body would be gone, even the scraps, leaving it with nothing but the smell and the knowledge that it was once again too late. But not today. Its prey was just up ahead. The broken rhythm of an injured animal swimming rang through its senses like a church bell: Whump-whump-wahamp-whump … Whump-whump-wahamp-whump … Whump-whump-wahamp-whump … The shark could see it
half had already walked past the elevators. They couldn’t claim they needed to use them now, too. It was a clean break. Almost. “All righty,” said David. His tone was breezy but forced. He was struggling to come to terms with the loss of his audience. “We’ll just be at the concierge desk. We’ve got some questions for that lady.” Good, go talk her ear off, thought Drew. At least she gets paid for it. Julia flashed them a quick, slightly desperate smile. It was like she was secretly being held
waiting for the computer to free up. A quick look at their body language made it clear how impatient they were. A man with headphones on was seated at the lone computer, completely unaware. He was video chatting with what looked to Drew like a ball of frizzy hair in a dark room. Drew was the first to figure out what they were doing. “They’re waiting to print out a picture,” she said. “Like a missing person advert.” Kate gasped. “Shame, isn’t it?” said Big Tony. “We should say something,” said
Davey saying no way. “I don’t think he’d go in,” he said. But then he remembered Davey before that, Davey diving off the big raft. “I don’t think he’d go in far,” he added. The deputy nodded. Brando liked him better now that he was listening to him. “I think I’ve heard enough,” said the deputy. “I’ve seen this before. A kid, a teenager, gets to an island like this. Quiet little place. He’s going to want some space, and he’s going to want something to do. He’s going to look to do something.
find them, Drew and Brando suddenly realized that they had no idea what to say. “Um,” said Brando. Drew gave them a weak wave with the hand that wasn’t clutching her flip-flops. She felt a little dumb holding them, so she knelt down and put them back on. “This isn’t really a good time,” said the deputy. That was putting it nicely. The island was too small and the boy had been gone for too long. The fact that they’d basically been chasing their own tails all day made it that much worse. “Do you