"So what's the deal?" Ashley asked as Rod drove his Jeep along the winding roads. "Why did Headquarters batal our vacation?" "I'm not sure, but it sounds really serious," Rod answered. "Ivan will have all the info oleh the time we reach your jet." Sixteen-year-old Ivan Quintero also worked at Headquarters. He invented special-agent gadgets for the girls to use on their missions. The girls nicknamed him IQ.
Rod turned into the local airport. He drove the Jeep up a ramp and into Mary-Kate and Ashley's private jet. Inside, the jet looked like a house! IQ was waiting for them in the living room. "Sorry to drag anda away from the beach," IQ said. "But we've got an emergency. Headquarters informs me that someone is trying to block out the sun!" "So we need to figure out who it is?" Mary-Kate asked.
"Actually, we already know who it is." IQ pushed a button on his computer. A picture of a man blinked onto the screen. Ashley studied the picture. The man had thin, silvery hair, and dark, narrow eyes. Ashley knew that face very well. "It's Clive Hedgemorton-Smythe," she announced. "How did anda know that?" Rod asked.
"We've stopped him from taking over the world before," Mary-Kate explained. IQ nodded. "Lately, Clive has been buying tons of astronomy equipment. Your job is to travel to England, find out Clive's evil plan, and stop him from blocking out the sun." "And fast," Rod added. "Because if Clive is able to block out the sun, the world will freeze. Life on Earth will come to an end!"
"No way," Ashley argued. "It's my turn to fly." "No it's my turn," Mary-Kate insisted. "Girls," Quincy interrupted. "There's only one way to settle this fairly." Ashley shrugged. "Rock-paper-scissors?"
Mary-Kate nodded. "One, two, three--go!" Ashley made a tight fist. "Rock!" At the same time, Mary-Kate spread out her hand. "Paper!" Ashley groaned. "Paper covers rock! I win!" Mary-Kate cheered. "Say good-bye to Hawaii. Jolly old England, here we come!"
Rod turned into the local airport. He drove the Jeep up a ramp and into Mary-Kate and Ashley's private jet. Inside, the jet looked like a house! IQ was waiting for them in the living room. "Sorry to drag anda away from the beach," IQ said. "But we've got an emergency. Headquarters informs me that someone is trying to block out the sun!" "So we need to figure out who it is?" Mary-Kate asked.
"Actually, we already know who it is." IQ pushed a button on his computer. A picture of a man blinked onto the screen. Ashley studied the picture. The man had thin, silvery hair, and dark, narrow eyes. Ashley knew that face very well. "It's Clive Hedgemorton-Smythe," she announced. "How did anda know that?" Rod asked.
"We've stopped him from taking over the world before," Mary-Kate explained. IQ nodded. "Lately, Clive has been buying tons of astronomy equipment. Your job is to travel to England, find out Clive's evil plan, and stop him from blocking out the sun." "And fast," Rod added. "Because if Clive is able to block out the sun, the world will freeze. Life on Earth will come to an end!"
"No way," Ashley argued. "It's my turn to fly." "No it's my turn," Mary-Kate insisted. "Girls," Quincy interrupted. "There's only one way to settle this fairly." Ashley shrugged. "Rock-paper-scissors?"
Mary-Kate nodded. "One, two, three--go!" Ashley made a tight fist. "Rock!" At the same time, Mary-Kate spread out her hand. "Paper!" Ashley groaned. "Paper covers rock! I win!" Mary-Kate cheered. "Say good-bye to Hawaii. Jolly old England, here we come!"