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Busted – LeftBehind Kids 07

TimLaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins

Category: Fiction Religion

Synopsis:

From Nicolae High, Vicki and Judd attempt escape. A friend’s betrayal puts Vicki on trial. With Old

Testament prophecies coming true before their eyes, the Young Trib Force struggles to spread the truth

no matter what the cost.

But the noose is tightening. Will the group stick together?

Who is the insider at the school helping them?

Follow Judd, Vicki, Lionel, and Ryan and the growing Young Trib Force as they continue their perilous

journey through the earth’s last days.

Jerry B. Jenkins, whose writing has reached the best-seller list six times, lives inColorado Springs.

Tim LaHaye is the author of numerous international best-sellers with sales of over 22 million copies. He

lives inSouthern California.

Youth Fiction ISBN 0-8423-4327-X

A LEFT BEHIND’” Book

Tyndale House books by Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins

The Left Behind series LeftBehind Tribulation Force Nicolae Soul

Harvest Apollyon AssassinsThe Indwelling-available spring 2000

Left Behind: The Kids #:TheVanishings#2: Second Chance #3: Through the Flames #4: Facing the

Future #5: Nicolae High #6: The Underground #7:

Busted! #8: Death Strike

Tyndale House books by Tim LaHaye

Are We Living in the End Times? How to Be Happy though Married

Spirit-Controlled Temperament Transformed Temperaments Why You Act the

Way You Do

Tyndale House books by Jerry JenkinsAnd Then Came You As You Leave

Home Still the One Jerry B. Jenkins

“ITH CHRIS FABRY

TYNDALE HOUSE PUBLISHERS, INC.

Wheaten,ILLINOIS.

Visit Tyndale’s exciting Web site at www.tyndale.com Discover the latest Left Behind news at www.

Robert Flesher.

Published in association with the literary agency of Alive Communications, Inc. “1465 Kelly Johnson

Blvd.”Suite320,Colorado Springs,CO80920.

Inc. Used by permission.

ISBN 0-8423-4327-X

Printed in theUnited States of America06 05 04 03 02 01 00 987654321

To Megan

What’s Gone on Before

The underground newspaper had been Vicki Byme’s idea. Judd Thompson caught the vision and

created it, along with Ryan, Lionel, and two new friends. The Young Tribulation Force wanted everyone

in school to know the truth: Jesus Christ had taken true Christians away in the Rapture. The kids risked

everything to get that paper insideNicolaeCarpathiaHigh School.

Vicki was caught and questioned by school authorities.

Finally, the principal, Mrs. Jenness, said, “We’re going to let you think about it overnight, Vicki. Your

future depends on what you tell us. Tomorrow we want you back here with your parents.”

Vicki wondered if her mom and dad would be proud of what she was doing. Could they see her? That

thought overwhelmed her, and she began to cry.

“It’s OK, Vicki,” Mrs. Jenness said, handing her a tissue.

“You have a talk with your family. I’m sure they’ll want you to do the right thing.”

For the first time since she had met her new friends, she felt utterly alone. Someone was following her in

a car. Vicki clutched her books to her chest and walked toward town. She didn’t look back.

She couldn’t risk letting them know she suspected.

Mrs. Jenness had let her go. That was a surprise. But Vicki would have stayed all night without ratting

on her friends.

But would her friends be as faithful to her?

Seeing Shelly and her mother in the principal’s office had sickened Vicki. Shelly had been sincere about

her faith, hadn’t she? Could it have been an act? The sight of Judd, John, and Mark turning away from

her down the hall made her heart sink. Didn’t they care? Or were they trying to protect her by keeping

their distance?

Vicki had a good idea who was following her: someone from school assigned to see where she went.

Perhaps Judd and the others had figured that out. They wouldn’t have simply abandoned her.

Vicki had to get back to her friends. She had to talk with Pastor Bruce. When Mrs. Jenness discovered

she had no parents, all the kids would be at risk. She needed to keep moving and stay away from Judd’s

house.

Vicki looked in shop windows and followed the reflection of the trailing car. When it stopped, she

ducked into a drugstore. She sat at a bench in the back and tapped out a message on the tiny digital

system on her wrist that looked like a watch. She asked Judd to meet her at a nearby park.

She would try to shake whoever was following her and meet him there.

The front door opened. A man’s voice. Loud.

“Did a girl with red hair come in here?”

Vicki crouched beneath the prescription window.

“Right there,” the cashier said.

Vicki looked up. The overhead mirror ran the length of the wall and angled down. The man behind the

counter pointed toward her. Vicki remembered how her little sister, Jeanni, used to play hide-and-seek

by sticking her head in the closet, her rear sticking out of the coats.

“Duh,” Vicki said as she leapt to her feet.

“Stop!” the cashier shouted. Vicki pushed open a door that said

EMPLOYEES ONLY.

“Hey, you can’t go in there!” the pharmacist barked.

“We’ll get her,” someone shouted. Vicki locked the door behind her.

Footsteps and shouts outside. Darkness inside.

Vicki fumbled for a light switch. Keys were jangling, getting closer.

“What did she take?” someone said. Vicki moved toward a thin strip of light on the other side of the

room. The back door!

She tripped over a chair and banged her head. The doorknob jiggled behind her.

She leaned against the back door, and it swung open to blistering light. A siren rang just above her head.

She staggered out. As the door swept shut she read, “Emergency Exit Only—Alarm Will Sound.” She

ran.

Judd had waited in his car after school, hoping Vicki would walk that way. After twenty minutes he was

about to leave for Lionel and Ryan’s school when his wrist messenger vibrated and he saw Vicki’s

message. He quickly sent another to Lionel and Ryan;

“Get home and keep watch. I’ll be there as fast as I can.”

The park had been a late-night teen hangout. With the rise in crime, a lot of kids were afraid to go there.

Judd sat in the parking lot looking at the empty swing sets. Before the disappearances, the place would

have been full of little kids. Now there were no families at picnic tables or moms and dads with strollers.

It was a ghost town.

“Get the car,” the loud man said.

“I’ll meet you at the end of the alley.”

Vicki heard shuffling and then silence. She didn’t want to rise up from her hiding place, but the smell was

overpowering. She peeked from under the lid of the huge garbage bin. No one. Something furry moved

behind her. She bolted.

Vicki ran down the alley. She was halfway to the main street when a car passed. A second later it was

back.

“There she is!” a man said, but she didn’t see his face. She was running the other way. The alley fence

was way over her head—no time to climb. Every door she tried was locked. The car pulled behind her

and gunned the engine.

Judd had been so focused on getting to the park and alerting Ryan and Lionel that he forgot to let Vicki

know he was waiting.

He backtracked, slowing to look in shop windows and down alleys. He heard the screech of tires and

swerved to miss an oncoming car barreling around a corner. He drove past the drugstore and hung a left.

Judd sped past an alley and slammed on his brakes. Vicki ran toward him, the car bearing down on her.

Judd made a U-turn and opened the passenger door. Vicki jumped in.

“Go, go,go !” she shouted.

“I don’t mean to be rude,” Judd said, speeding away, “but you look awful.”

“Thanks,” Vicki said, panting.

“Just get me out of here!”

Judd sped through a yellow light. The car behind had a red, but it ran through the light, swerved to miss

oncoming traffic, and kept gaining.

“Who is that?” Judd said.

“It’s gotta be Handlesman or somebody he told to follow me.

They want us bad. “

Judd turned at the next light, then into an alley. They careened around another corner and through an

empty parking lot.

“Hang on,” Judd said as he crossed a patch of grass and turned into a tree-lined subdivision. He flew

across a bridge, spun in the entrance to a park, and came to a halt behind some shrubs. The trailing car

was nowhere in sight.

“Better stay here awhile just to make sure,” Judd said.

“Who gave you the shiner?”

“A filing cabinet, I think,” Vicki said.

Through gasps, Vicki told Judd about her interrogation at school. Judd told her they had listened to

Shelly and her mother through the bug in Mrs. Jenness’s office.

“What did Shelly say?” Vicki asked.

“How much were you able to hear?”

“We heard Shelly crying and her mother yelling at her to give you up,” he said.

“Not much more.”

“Then maybe they pushed her into it,” Vicki said.

“At least that’s what I hope.”

Judd sniffed.

“Is it me, or is there an odor in here?”

Vicki blushed.

“I hid in a garbage bin.”

Judd pulled a blackened piece of banana peel from her hair.

“Pretty resourceful.”

“And gross,” Vicki said, shuddering and rubbing her arms.

“I hate goose bumps. “

“Are you cold?”

She shook her head, “Judd, they told me to bring my parents tomorrow.”

“They don’t know about your mom and dad?”

“If they do, they’re not letting on.”

Judd paused.

“Uh, I want to thank you. We couldn’t hear the interrogation, but we could tell you handled yourself

well.

We were all impressed. “

“You would have done the same for me.”

“Mark wanted to rescue you. Said we should give ourselves up.”

“He didn’t think I could handle the pressure?”

“He didn’t think it was fair to put you through it.”

“I could’ve choked Handlesman,” Vicki said.

“He treated me like some dumb little girl, like I’d never have the brains to put two sentences together, let

alone a newspaper.”

“Don’t worry,” Judd said.

“You’ll get your chance to show him Monday morning.”

“You’re not going through with it again, are you?”

Judd nodded.

“Why not? If Bruce is right, the treaty between Israel and Carpathia will be headlined around the world.

We can’t pass this up. We have to tell people what’s ahead.”

“Bruce says the treaty signals the beginning of the Tribulation, right?”

“Exactly,” Judd said.

“But how are you gonna get the Underground inside? You’ve got the guard checkpoint, cameras, and

every teacher in the school on the lookout.”

Judd shrugged.

“We’ve got God on our side.”

Vicki ran through all her options, and none seemed very good. Judd waited until dusk to start the car.

“Can we stop and see Bruce on the way home?” Vicki said.

“I want to see what he thinks. “

“He could pretend to be your father,” Judd said.

“That’d be lying,” Vicki said.

“He’d never do that.”

A few cars lined the New Hope Village Church parking lot.

Maybe the Tribulation Force is meeting, Judd thought. He parked in front and kept the engine running.

He waited while Vicki dashed inside. He flipped to a news station on the radio.

“Not a day has passed without some major development with new UN Secretary-General Nicolae

Carpathia,” the reporter said.

“And today was no exception. Cincinnati Archbishop Peter Cardinal Mathews, who some see as

successor to the vanished pope, announced a new cooperative religion that would incorporate the tenets

of all major religions. He calls it the Global Community Faith.”

“Our religions have caused much division and bloodshed,” Cardinal Mathews droned.

“From this day forward we will unite under the banner of the Global Community Faith. Our logo will

contain sacred symbols from religions that represent all, and from here on will encompass all. Whether

we believe God is a real person or merely a concept, God is in all and above all and around all. God is in

us. God is us. We are God.”

Judd shook his head. What a pack of lies.

“We will elect a pope,” Mathews said.

“And we expect that other major religions will continue to appoint leaders in their usual cycles. But these

leaders will serve the Global Community Faith and be expected to maintain the loyalty and devotion of

their parishioners to the larger cause.”

The reporter continued.

“United Nations Secretary-General Nicolae Carpathia said the move toward one religion is a welcome

change.”

‘”We clearly are at the most momentous juncture in world history,” Carpathia said. “With the

consolidation to one form of currency, with the cooperation and toleration of many religions into one,

with worldwide disarmament and commitment to peace, the world is truly becoming one. “” “Another

incredible development came when Nicolae Carpathia answered questions regarding the rebuilding of the

Jewish temple and the future of the Islamic Dome of” -Vicki jumped in the car and slapped the radio off.

“Co she shouted.

“What’s going on?”

“Look,” Vicki pointed.

Running toward them was an angry Coach Handlesman. Judd sped away.

“What’s he doing here?” Judd said.

“Bruce’s office door was kinda open, so I knocked. All of a sudden Coach Handlesman starts yelling!

He accuses Bruce of crimes, says he’ll have him thrown in jail. I was outta there.”

“How could Coach Handlesman know about Bruce?”

Vicki shook her head.

“Maybe Shelly gave them his name.

Bruce went with me to her house. “

“Great,” Judd said.

“I didn’t want to drag Bruce into the middle of all this.”

Judd parked near his house and watched for Coach Handlesman.

When he was sure they had eluded him, Judd pulled inside the garage and lowered the door.

Lionel and Ryan peppered them with questions until late.

“No lights tonight,” Judd told them. And the four would take turns watching the street.

It wasmidnightand Judd couldn’t sleep. He sat in the dark living room with his four friends. Ryan and his

dog, Phoenix, kept watch at the window.

“What should we do?” Lionel said, as if the problem were as much his as Vicki’s.

“We could hide her,” Ryan said.

“I know a bunch of places they’ll never find you, Vick.”

“Get your stuff and let’s get outta here,” Judd said.

“You can stay at a motel. Anywhere. We’ll find a place for you, and when things calm down, you can

come back.”

“You know it’s not that easy,” Vicki said.

“You gotta face your troubles. Running only postpones things.”

“Just give us until Monday when the next edition of the Underground comes out,” Judd said.

“They’ll think maybe you weren’t involved in the first place.”

“Yeah, then they’ll believe I’m the ignorant stooge Coach Handlesman thinks lam.”

Judd dialed Bruce’s office. No answer. The next morning, with Ryan and Phoenix asleep by the

window, he tried Bruce’s home. No answer.

“I don’t like this,” Judd said. He was startled to hear a voice answer him.

“You’re gonna like this even less,” Lionel said.

“Handlesman just pulled in.”

Judd called downstairs to Vicki’s room as the doorbell rang.

He let Handlesman wait a moment while Lionel and Ryan hid in the den.

Handlesman rang again and pounded on the door.

“Come on, open up. I know you’re in there!”

“Mr. Handlesman, what a nice surprise,” Judd said. The coach walked in and looked around the house.

Phoenix growled and barked from the den.

“Is she in there?” Coach Handlesman said.

“No, I don’t think that’s her bark,” Judd said.

“Don’t get smart with me, kid. Tell me”—“I’m right here,” Vicki said.

“What’s the matter? Didn’t think I’d show up?”

“I’m not taking the chance.”

Mr. Handlesman grabbed her arm and forced her through the door.

“Where are you taking her?” Judd shouted, but Mr. Handlesman kept going.

Lionel and Ryan came out as the car pulled away.

“We’re cooked,” Judd said.

“It’s only a matter of time until they get the rest of

They called it a hearing, but to Vicki it felt like a trial.

Mrs. Jenness, Coach Handlesman, and Mrs. Waltonen testified against her. Vicki had admitted tripping

a fire alarm, and they believed she had broken into the school and distributed the Underground.

Candace Goodwin of Global Community Social Services scribbled on a yellow legal pad. She was a

tall, thin woman with glasses. She rarely looked up from her notes and made no eye contact with Vicki

until the testimony against her was over.

“I’m in charge of custodial care,” Mrs. Goodwin said.

“Since there’s no one with you, I’ll assume you lost your parents and brother and sister in the

vanishings.”

“That’s right.”

“Do you have any aunts, uncles, or cousins?”

“Not that I know of,” Vicki said.

“I tried to get in touch with a friend of my brother’s in Michigan, but he’s gone, too.”

“Where have you been living?”

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