Clover In Totally Spies Novels & Stories

But I read every word around it. Clover watched me do it, and she knew exactly where it was landing. "It's past House Benic," she said. "Past Bloodmoon. It's probably past whatever Silverthorn can scrub. You could burn every server on the ridge and it'd still be sitting on a hundred phones by morning." I lowered mine. "Who took it." My voice had gone quiet in the bad way. "Someone stood in that garden. Who." "No." "Clover." "I'll tell you it was someone with reach into Silverthorn's own walls." She lifted her chin. "Close enough to be in the private garden without a wolf blinking at them. That's all you get. Naming them now throws away the only thing that's actually working."