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UGLIES 311
thing hit the ground below. The Special had thrown himself
off the roof to save her!
She rolled up into a crouch, stood, and lifted half of
Croy’s hoverboard with one foot, flipping it closed. A noise
came from the edge of the roof, and Tally stepped away
from Croy’s board.
The Special’s fingers appeared, then his body swung
into view. He was completely unhurt.
“Are you okay?” she asked. “Wow. You guys are strong.
Thanks for saving me.”
He looked at her coolly. “Just get what we came for.
And try not to kill yourself.”
“Okay.” Tally turned, managed to get a foot tangled on
a shingle, and teetered again. The Special had her in his
arms in a second. Finally, she heard real anger in his voice.
“You uglies are so . . . incompetent!”
“Well, maybe if you could—”
Even before it was out of her mouth, she felt the pressure
on her wrists disappear. She brought her hands around
in front, rubbing her shoulders. “Ow. Thanks.”
“Listen,” he said, the razors in his cruel voice sharper
than ever, “I don’t want to hurt you, but—”
“You will if you have to.” Tally smiled. He was standing
in exactly the right place.
“Just get whatever Dr. Cable wants. And don’t you dare
touch one of those hoverboards.”
“Don’t worry, I don’t have to,” she said, and snapped