Cyber Snoop Nation e-bog

Sixteen-year-old Cybersnoop, Littanie Webster, color coordinated down to her underwear in denim and a Greek fisherman's cap, sat with her legs folded under her in 'the cage.' "e;Welcome to Cyber Snoop Nation,"e; she specified. It was eighty degrees inside the recording booth and humid. On the advice of her lawyer, she decided on a guest for the evening at the last possible minute-Gene Wright. He wheeled his desk chair in a semi-circle and clicked a ball point pen nervously until she extended her hand and steadied him. Her voice was courteous, but patronizing. "e;We're on the air in five seconds-no background noise, please!"e; He braced his chair against her desk. She pinched the pen out of his fingers and tossed it into a cup filled with pencils. He grabbed it from the cup, spilling the contents over with a crashing sound. "e;Klutz!"e; She screamed in a whisper. "e;You'd make a fortune in comedy reviving the Three Stooges."e; "e;Sorry, it's my gold award pen."e; Gene looked up at her with the child in himself giving her the pout of a newborn lamb. The red lights blinked "e;On Air,"e; and her silver gaze of false innocence imploded into a critical squint. "e;We have a surprise guest tonight, folks,"e; she murmured mysteriously. The words tingled strangely on her tongue. A caller, Gene Wright, nursed the microphone as if it were too precious to defile. "e;Why would someone offer a foreign guy two million to murder you?"e;