Alexandra Fry, Private Eye by Angella Graff

Here’s a bit about the Angella: Angella Graff was born and raised in the desert city of Tucson, Arizona. Then one small mistake and everything fell apart. Friends who cared, who were there for me. How did it get so messed up? For the first time in my life, I’d had friends, friends who knew my secrets and accepted me for them. Tears instantly sprang into my eyes and I sat down right in the middle of the grass. Her last words hit me like a blow to the gut. It’s all you’re good for.” With that, she went in, slamming the door behind her. It’s no wonder Jack’s using you for adventure. “And maybe don’t expect me to save your stupid butt again next time some crazy person tries to kill you. “And maybe you and I aren’t friends anymore.” She stormed toward the door, but before she opened it, she turned back to me.

“Maybe I am,” she said, her voice low and furious. Going pale, Penelope narrowed her eyes and took three steps back. “Maybe because you’re being totally unreasonable!” I was frustrated and the words slipped out before I even realized I’d said them. They make each other happy, and I thought you could be happy for them.” But Penelope, I like your mom, and so does my dad. I was really upset when I found out and I told your mom I didn’t want to do it, but she begged me. “I mean, I don’t agree with them keeping it from you. It’s up to Alexandra, her friends, and possible new allies to save the day in the thrilling new tale of Alexandra Fry, Private Eye. Who is the bad guy this time? Who can she trust? And above all, what is the Shadow Man? New friends, a first crush, and a new threat from the spirit world, Alexandra must use everything she’s learned to uncover the mysteries in this case. With a fight brewing between Alexandra and her two best friends, Penelope and Jack, this case won’t be as easy as it seems. But her hopes are dashed when she’s visited by none other than the famous boy Pharaoh, Tutankhamun who has a very special request: to find the carved jade crocodile that once belonged to the mummy of his unborn child. Now an 8th grader and the senior of Sage Brush Middle School, Alexandra Fry is looking forward to having a nice, calm, mystery-free year.

Alexandra Fry, Private Eye by Angella Graff