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The Impossible Rescue: The Castle Sisters
The Impossible Rescue: The Castle Sisters
The Impossible Rescue: The Castle Sisters
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Faith and Summer Castle are the ultimate crime fighting duo. 
And they’re not even old enough to drive. 
Faith has the super smarts and Summer brings the super brawn. 


When their Uncle gets kidnapped by the evil Agent Dark the Castle Sisters find themselves facing their greatest challenge yet. 

The forces of darkness are gathering and the battle between good and evil has reached a pivotal turning point. Agent Dark has stolen a secret formula that could give him the ultimate control. With the sisters’ Uncle out of the way, no one stands between Agent Dark and the end of everything. 

Not only does the fate of the world now hang in the balance, but the sisters must pull off what will almost certainly be an impossible rescue.

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Release dateMar 16, 2015
ISBN9781507029121
The Impossible Rescue: The Castle Sisters
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Jason Krumbine

Jason Krumbine loves to write! He's happily married and lives in Manhattan, NY where he enjoys reading in Central Park, going to movies and discovering new stand-up comedians. You can connect with Jason at either his website, www.jasonkrumbine.com, Facebook, Twitter (@jasonkrumbine) or good ole' fashion email onestrayword@gmail.com. He's always up for a talk about the newest Star Trek movie or what's happening in the world of comic books and TV. 

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    The Impossible Rescue - Jason Krumbine

    CHAPTER ONE

    A unicorn doesn’t count.

    Why not?

    Because they’re not real.

    Have you ever seen a unicorn?

    "No, because they’re not real."

    Is there proof of their non-reality?

    There doesn’t need to be proof.

    Then that just means that nobody has actually proved that they aren’t real.

    Faith Renee Castle gave a tired sigh. Can we please just focus on the job at hand?

    It was a cold, late morning outside of the American Museum of Natural History. Faith Castle, a twelve year old with a smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, stood outside on the stone steps, bundled up in a heavy jacket and jeans. Her brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail with a red scrunchie. At twelve years old she had already memorized the first two volumes of the Encyclopedia Britannica. One might ask why a twelve-year old would memorize the first two volumes of the Encyclopedia. The answer would be that she wasn’t twelve at the time.

    She was eleven.

    And it was just something she did in her spare time, when she wasn’t taking college-level courses as taught by her uncle or tinkering with various computer programming languages.

    Faith Renee Castle was very smart.

    This has been bugging me since last night, her little sister said over Faith's earpiece.

    You were supposed to be sleeping last night, Faith said, watching the busy street in front of her.

    And I couldn't, Summer said. Her voice sounded small and pixie-like as it came over the earpiece. "I couldn't sleep because this kept me up."

    I know, Faith said.

    I was up all night.

    I know, Faith replied. You kept me up all night, too.

    "How could anyone want to be a lizard?" Summer asked, exasperated.

    I think you're reading into this too much, Faith said.

    I'm not reading anything, Summer sounded confused.

    Faith sighed again. No, Summer, I mean you're making an issue out of something that's not really an issue.

    "When asked what kind of animal he would want to be, Billy Bernstein said he wanted to be a lizard, Summer said, starting all over again with renewed indignation. I said I wanted to be a unicorn and everyone laughed."

    Because unicorns aren't real, Faith said again.

    Nobody knows that for sure! Summer argued. I found a website, you know.

    Oh, boy, Faith muttered under breath.

    What?

    Nothing, Faith said. What's this website you found?

    They track unicorn sightings, Summer said.

    Is that so? Faith asked.

    Yeah, Summer continued, missing the sarcasm in her sister’s voice. They track unicorn sightings from all over the world.

    Because there’s so many of them, Faith said with a dry tone.

    They had one in Ireland as recently as six months ago. We totally have to go to Ireland now.

    You want to go to Ireland to track down a six month old lead?

    "I want to go to Ireland to find a unicorn," Summer clarified.

    "You want to track down an animal that doesn’t exist and was allegedly sighted six months ago, Faith said. Is that the best this website can do? A sighting that’s half a year old?"

    Well, Summer replied after a moment. There was a sighting two months ago in Idaho. But I’m pretty sure it’s bogus.

    Why’s that?

    "Because why would a unicorn want to go to Idaho?" Summer asked matter-of-factly.

    Faith heard the squeal of tires and hopped down a few steps to get a better look down Central Park West. She didn't see anything yet. Pulling out her seven inch computer tablet, Faith quickly hacked into the traffic light cameras along the road.

    She found what she was looking for on the second camera.

    Summer? Faith said. They're coming. Get ready.

    What about Ireland and the unicorns? Summer asked.

    We'll ask Uncle Jacen later.

    A notification popped up on her screen: BISHOP TO B5. PAWN TAKEN.

    Faith frowned. Why would he take her pawn? That left him completely open for a Latvian Gambit.

    For reals? Summer asked.

    Sure, Faith said, shaking her head. Now wasn’t the time to get caught up on her ongoing chess game with their uncle and went back to watching the video feed. But I’m telling you right now, unicorns aren’t real.

    Agree to disagree, Summer said diplomatically.

    Faith just shook her head. They're going to be here any second.

    I'm ready, Summer said.

    Good, Faith replied as the sound of racing motorcycles filled the air. She looked up from her tablet and watched as the gang of motorcycles came barreling down Central Park West.

    CHAPTER TWO

    Words that described Summer Virginia Castle would be: precocious, energetic, enthusiastic and fearless. In fact, some people have been known to add ‘absolutely’ in front of that last one. As in, absolutely fearless.

    Unless it has something to do with bears. Bears, for some unknown reason, terrified her. But everything else? Absolutely fearless.

    At only nine years old Summer Castle was a champion gymnast, having won no less than five gold medals. She had a sense of balance that would make a cat jealous.

    Summer hardly ever sat still for more than ten seconds, at best. She was always anxious to keep moving, heading towards the next adventure.

    Visually, she was the complete opposite of her older sister. Her hair was so blonde that in direct sunlight it sometimes appeared to be white. She had fair skin and eyes so blue that they conveyed a sense of calmness and confidence, even when she was hanging off a ledge, holding on for dear life.

    In the alley a block away from the American Museum of Natural History Summer sat on a small electric bike. Modeled after a racing-style motorcycle, it was built from a bright yellow fiberglass and was only supposed to go up to fifteen miles an hour. Faith, however, modified it just a bit.

    The bike now topped out at over a hundred miles per hour.

    It wasn't exactly street legal.

    Summer was dressed in a pair of jeans and a pink, heavily padded leather jacket with sparkling rhinestones that ran crookedly down her arms.

    She had bedazzled the jacket herself.

    At her sister's warning, Summer slipped on her helmet and started the bike.

    In the distance she heard the howling of the motorcycle gang as they raced down Central Park West.

    Summer revved the bike's engine, relishing the sound. To her it meant only one thing: Go Fast Time.

    She let the issue of the unicorns drop for now, maybe longer depending on what else would distract her that day, and got ready.

    Summer, Faith said over her earpiece. Now!

    Grinning madly, Summer released the brakes and the bike jumped out of the alley.

    CHAPTER THREE

    The Biker Bandits, as the papers had taken to calling them, had been a problem for the New York City police for the last six months. They quickly graduated from minor nuisance to full blown political headache. On the surface, they appeared to be a group of middle-aged men with an affinity for motorcycles and vandalism.

    The Bandits would appear every few weeks in a hail of fury, causing all manner of madness and mayhem for almost forty-eight hours. Then they would disappear just as abruptly as they had appeared.

    The Bandits were driving the New York City police crazy. Every time they showed up it was just another opportunity for the police to look like fools as the bizarre group of motorcycle men tagged buildings

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