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The Complete Ruby Redfort Collection: Look into My Eyes; Take Your Last Breath; Catch Your Death; Feel the Fear; Pick Your Poison; Blink and You Die
Lauren Child
A collection of all 6 books in the super-awesome Ruby Redfort series!Hey, buster! Normal life is a total yawn. So break out boredom with multi-million-copy bestselling author Lauren Child, and meet your new favourite heroine… Ruby Redfort: detective, secret agent, thirteen-year-old kid.Here’s the low-down on Ruby Redfort: she’s a genius code-cracker, a daring detective, and a gadget-laden special agent. She and her slick side-kick butler, Hitch, foil crimes and get into loads of scrapes with evil villains, but they’re always ice-cool in a crisis.LOOK INTO MY EYES:An anonymous caller lures Ruby into the HQ of the most secret of secret agencies – SPECTRUM. They need her help to crack a code but her desk job soon spirals into an all-out action-adventure, as Ruby uncovers the dastardly plans of the formidable Fool’s Gold Gang…TAKE YOUR LAST BREATHThis time it’s an adventure on the wide open ocean, and Ruby is all at sea… Can she crack the case of the Twinford pirates while evading the clutches of a vile sea monster, as well as the evil Count von Viscount? Well, you wouldn’t want to bet against her…CATCH YOUR DEATH:Tigers are roaming the streets, and it looks like someone has deliberately released some very rare and very dangerous animals. Things are going to get wild – and Ruby is going to get badly lost in the wilderness. The question is: will she ever make it out alive?FEEL THE FEAR:Ruby must pit her wits against a seemingly invisible foe. How do you set your sights on catching a light-fingered villain if you can’t even see him…?PICK YOUR POISON:There’s a lot to lose sleep over in Twinford: there’s the snakes and the bivalves, but they aren’t half as poisonous as the rumours. With so many twists and turns it’s hard to know who to trust, particularly when no one trusts you. Will Ruby make it out in one piece? Well, happy endings are for fairy tales, bozo.BLINK AND YOU DIE:All good things come to an end… Ruby Redfort is running scared, a whole bunch of people want her dead and worst of all one of them is on her team. But just who is this agent of doom? You can run, Ruby, but you can’t hide…
RUBY REDFORT: THE COMPLETE RUBY REDFORT COLLECTION
Look into My Eyes
Take Your Last Breath
Catch Your Death
Feel the Fear
Pick Your Poison
Blink and You Die
Lauren Child
Copyright (#u5301f70d-afe5-5a23-b888-8372e71c1168)
This e-book collection first published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2017
HarperCollins Children’s Books is a division of HarperCollins Publishers Ltd, 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF
The HarperCollins Children’s Books website address is www.harpercollins.co.uk (http://www.harpercollins.co.uk/)
Visit Lauren Child on the web at:
www.milkmonitor.com (http://www.milkmonitor.com/)www.rubyredfort.com (http://www.rubyredfort.com/)
Text copyright © Lauren Child 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016
Illustrations of characters in the 'Picture This' section of Blink and You Die © Lauren Child 2016 Series design by David Mackintosh Inside illustrations © David Mackintosh 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016
Cover design © HarperCollins Publishers Ltd
Cover photography © Sandro Sodano
Map layouts of Blink and You Die by Martin Brown Map illustrations of Blink and You Die © Emily Faccini
Look into My Eyes: 9780007447428
Take Your Last Breath: 9780007487509
Catch Your Death: 9780007523337
Feel the Fear: 9780007586806
Pick Your Poison: 9780008139650
Blink and You Die: 9780008190156
Ebook Edition © 2017 ISBN 9780008249113
Version: 2017-07-27
Table of Contents
Cover (#u7afd3327-39f2-583d-baf0-2785853ece7a)
Title Page (#u93f6149a-f41b-532a-b0be-10c61a23d0fd)
Copyright
Look Into My Eyes
Take Your Last Breath
Catch Your Death
Feel the Fear
Pick Your Poison
Blink and You Die
About the Author
About the Publisher
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Dedication (#u11a0437a-7cb8-5f44-8063-778667fb7688)
ForAD
Epigraph (#u11a0437a-7cb8-5f44-8063-778667fb7688)
Contents
Cover (#u3e075f48-421e-5f70-a122-2f3011cbb5cf)
Title Page (#u63af6160-20c5-53ef-8934-b6dd9f01d5c1)
Dedication
Epigraph
There was a girl called Ruby
An Ordinary Kid
Chapter 1. You can never be completely sure what might happen next
Chapter 2. There’s a lot of truth in fiction
Chapter 3. ‘Sounded like dessert’
Chapter 4. Full of nothing
Chapter 5. More of nothing
Chapter 6. Fifteen dollars and forty-nine cents
Chapter 7. Don’t call us we’ll call you
Chapter 8. Getting Lucky
Chapter 9. A small dark space
Chapter 10. The voice
Chapter 11. The eyes followed the hands
Chapter 12. The silent G
Chapter 13. As good as gold
Chapter 14. Don’t erase me
Chapter 15. Strictly confidential
Chapter 16. Don’t look now
Chapter 17. Strange and uneasy
Chapter 18. If in doubt, say nothing
Chapter 19. One little lie
Chapter 20. Unlikely but not impossible
Chapter 21. The blink of an eye
Chapter 22. Don’t breathe a word
Chapter 23. Funny peculiar
Chapter 24. A total yawn
Chapter 25. Some likely suspects
Chapter 26. The little brown box
Chapter 27. A formula for murder
Chapter 28. Secretly super
Chapter 29. A Regular Girl
Chapter 30. Room Service
Chapter 31. When you’re out, you’re out
Chapter 32. The advantage
Chapter 33. Crisp and lean
Chapter 34. ‘They could feed my toes to a pack of vultures but I would never blab’
Chapter 35. Nine Lives
Chapter 36. A colony of vultures
Chapter 37. Time waits for no man
Chapter 38. The sands of time
Chapter 39. Lucky twice
Chapter 40. Look into my eyes
Cat Woman
Acknowledgments
There was a girl called Ruby (#u11a0437a-7cb8-5f44-8063-778667fb7688)
IT WAS A CRISP OCTOBER DAY in Cedarwood Drive and a two-year-old girl was standing on a high stool in front of a huge picture window. She was watching the leaves fall, studying the patterns they made as they whirled their way through the air. Her eyes followed them until her gaze was caught by a single yellow leaf, almost exactly the shape of a hand. She watched as it swooped down into the yard and then sailed up high over the fence and across the street. She watched as it danced up and down in the breeze and then slapped flat onto the windshield of a passing truck.
The truck pulled up in front of old Mr Pinkerton’s grey clapboard house. The driver climbed out, walked up the path and knocked on the door. Mr Pinkerton stepped out onto the porch and the driver produced a map – the two men struck up a conversation.
Exactly one minute later an elegant woman turned the corner, carrying a large green picnic basket. With a glance to the house and the slightest nod from the driver, the woman slipped out of her heels, scooped them up and nimbly scaled Mr Pinkerton’s fence. Mr Pinkerton was busy studying the map and noticed nothing; the child saw everything. Forty-five seconds passed and the woman reappeared: she was carrying the same basket but it looked much heavier than before and its contents seemed to be moving.
The little girl attempted to grab her parents’ attention but since her use of language was still limited she could not get them to understand. She watched as the woman pushed her feet back into her black shoes, walked to the rear of the truck and out of view. Mr Pinkerton chatted on. The girl jumped up and down, pointing at the window. Her parents, sensing she might be eager for a walk, went to put on their coats.
The child drew a truck on her chalkboard.
