Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4 Hamilton Holt was the first to hit the pavement, followed by his sisters, who tumbled out in big- time wrestling mode, beating the tar out of each other. The Holts had tracked Dan and Amy all the way from Cairo in search of Clues, hotwiring a 1970s Eastern European van the moment they touched down in Russia. Landing at the Volgograd airport, they'd had no idea where to turn next, but the Holts were nothing if not conspicuously American. The same Russian who had picked up Amy and Dan smelled money and moved in for the kill. It didn't take long to put two and two together. Ten minutes later, the Russian was a hundred dollars richer and the Holts knew right where to go. Gazing up at The Motherland Calls, Hamilton could tell that he'd finally arrived in a foreign land that might actually appreciate his size and

汉密尔顿·霍尔特是第一个走到人行道上的，紧随其后的是他的姐妹们，她们以激烈的摔跤方式摔了出来，把对方打得筋疲力尽。 为了寻找线索，霍尔特一家从开罗一路跟踪丹和艾米，在他们抵达俄罗斯的那一刻，他们就接通了一辆70年代的东欧面包车。 在伏尔加格勒机场着陆后，他们不知道下一步该往哪里走，但霍尔特夫妇是不折不扣的美国人。 那个抓走艾米和丹的俄罗斯人嗅到了钱的味道，就来杀了他们。 没花多长时间就把事实和事实联系起来了。 十分钟后，俄国人又多了一百美元，霍尔特一家知道该去哪里了。 凝视着祖国的呼唤，汉密尔顿知道他终于到达了一个异国他乡，那里可能会欣赏他的身材和

strength. "Gather round, troops!" howled Eisenhower Holt, the kingpin of the sweat-suited band of Neanderthals. "Hamilton, front and center!" Hamilton, the biggest and brawniest of the three Holt kids, darted to within three inches of his father's face and screamed, "SIR, YES SIR!" "Son, you've got protein-bar breath and you're spraying spit again. Get it under control!" Hamilton's face fell. It was hard to scream those Ss without showering someone. "Won't happen again, SIR!" Eisenhower nodded in stern approval. "You're on point. It's our most important task. Figure out what those nitwits are up to and report back. Drag 'em back to the van if you have to. Got your two-way?" Hamilton pulled a two-way radio out of his pocket, hit the call button, and screamed into it. "SIR, YES SIR!" Eisenhower pulled out his own radio and screamed right back. "GO GET 'EM, BOY!"

的力量。“集合起来，士兵们！”穿着运动服的尼安德特人的首领艾森豪威尔·霍尔特（Eisenhower Holt）咆哮道。 “汉密尔顿，前前后后！”哈密尔顿是霍尔特家三个孩子中块头最大、最强壮的一个，他冲到离父亲脸不到三英寸的地方，尖叫道：“先生，是的，先生！”“儿子，你嘴里又有蛋白棒味了，又吐唾沫了。 控制住它！”汉密尔顿的脸沉了下来。 要喊出这几个字，还得让别人洗澡。 “不会再发生了，先生！”艾森豪威尔严厉地点头表示赞同。 “你说对了。这是我们最重要的任务。 搞清楚那些笨蛋在干什么，然后回来报告。 如果有必要，把他们拖回货车。 明白你的意思了吗？”汉密尔顿从口袋里掏出一个对讲机，按下呼叫按钮，对着它尖叫起来。 “先生，是的，先生！”艾森豪威尔拿出自己的收音机，大声回应。 “去抓他们，孩子！”

Hamilton bolted toward the towering statue, proud to be at the center of the action. He glanced back at his family. His younger sisters, Reagan and Madison, were already duct-taping a GPS under the sidecar on Dan's motorbike. They complained bitterly about being hungry, and then Madison punched Reagan in the shoulder, which seemed to make her feel a little better. Mary-Todd, their mom, was on surveillance in the van, keeping an eye out for other teams. "Must eat!" bellowed Eisenhower. The last thing Hamilton heard was his dad yelling something about spying a food cart loaded down with Russian meat pies. It didn't take Hamilton long to spot Amy lurking around the front of The Motherland Calls. She was running her fingers along the stone, peering carefully at every seam and corner. What's that scrawny geek up to, and where's that stupid little brother of hers? He turned and saw Dan approaching from the other side of the statue. One was standing thirty feet to his left, the other ten feet to his right, and he didn't know which one to go after. The

汉密尔顿奔向高耸的雕像，自豪地站在行动的中心。 他回头看了看他的家人。 他的妹妹里根（Reagan）和麦迪逊（Madison）已经在丹的摩托车挎斗下安装了GPS。 他们痛苦地抱怨自己很饿，然后麦迪逊在里根的肩膀上打了一拳，这似乎让她感觉好一点。 玛丽·托德，他们的妈妈，在车里监视着，留意着其他队伍。 “必须吃！”艾森豪威尔吼道。 汉密尔顿最后听到的是他爸爸大喊大叫说他在监视一辆装满俄罗斯肉饼的餐车。 没过多久，汉密尔顿就发现艾米潜伏在“祖国的呼唤”前面。 她用手指摸着石头，仔细地观察每一个接缝和角落。 那个骨瘦如柴的怪胎在干什么，她那个愚蠢的弟弟呢？ 他转过身来，看见丹从雕像的另一边走过来。 一个站在他左边三十英尺的地方，另一个站在他右边十英尺的地方，他不知道该去找哪一个。 的

thought of disappointing his dad, again, put him in a cold sweat. "Hey, Hamilton!" yelled Dan. "Did you see me on that motorcycle? Better than that donkey you were riding in Cairo!" "It was a Vespa, you moron! And come say that to my face!" Then, with Hamilton looking on, Dan signaled his sister by turning his hand as if he needed a key. Hey! Do they think I'm stupid? "Looks like someone's got a key," yelled Hamilton, turning to Amy as his two-way radio went off. "Get moving!" boomed Eisenhower. "We've got company!" Hamilton, Amy, and Dan all swiveled toward the parking lot in unison. Ian and Natalie Kabra were pulling up in a white stretch limousine, almost as if they couldn't bother to be inconspicuous. Eisenhower Holt started peppering the limo with meat pies from a huge bag, taking a bite out of each one before letting it fly. From a distance, it looked as if Eisenhower was unpinning hand grenades and throwing them into a bunker.

一想到会让他爸爸失望，他又一次冒了一身冷汗。 “嘿，汉密尔顿！”丹喊道。 “你看见我骑摩托车了吗？” 比你在开罗骑的那头驴好！”“那是一辆Vespa，你这个白痴！”快来当我的面说！”然后，在汉密尔顿的注视下，丹转动他的手示意他的妹妹，好像他需要一把钥匙。 嘿!他们认为我很蠢吗？ “看来有人有钥匙，”汉密尔顿朝艾米喊道，他的对讲机响了。 “行动起来！”艾森豪威尔大声说道。 “有人来了！”汉密尔顿、艾米和丹齐声转身朝停车场走去。 伊恩和娜塔莉·卡布拉开着一辆白色加长豪华轿车停了下来，似乎他们不想引人注目。 艾森豪威尔·霍尔特（Eisenhower Holt）开始从一个巨大的袋子里拿出肉馅饼，在豪华轿车上撒上胡椒，每个都咬了一口，然后让它飞起来。 从远处看，艾森豪威尔似乎正在拆下手榴弹，把它们扔进一个掩体。

"Your dad is a menace. You know that, right?" asked Dan. He'd moved within ten wary feet of Hamilton, motioning Amy to toss him the glass paperweight. Amy dug inside the backpack, but Hamilton took four big steps and cornered her. "What's in the bag? Come on, fork it over!" said Hamilton, looming over Amy. He was just about to rip the backpack out of her hands when Amy said something that shocked him. "The K-K-K-Kabras are closing in on us," said Amy. Hamilton could tell she was desperately trying to get her voice under control. "How many c-c-clues do you have?" Hamilton stopped cold. "We've got plenty! More than you two losers, I'm sure." "We have ten. You have ten?" said Dan, looking Hamilton straight in the eye. His sister shifted from foot to foot, eyeing both of them warily. Grace had taught Dan how to bluff like a Vegas poker player, and Hamilton didn't know what to think. "You got TEN? No way you got ten!" Dad is going to freak out if we're that behind! he thought.

“你爸爸是个威胁。你知道的，对吧？”丹问。 他小心翼翼地走到离汉密尔顿不到十英尺的地方，示意艾米把玻璃镇纸扔给他。 艾米往背包里翻，但汉密尔顿迈了四大步，把她逼到了墙角。 “袋子里有什么？”来吧，把它叉过来！”汉密尔顿对艾米说。 他正要把背包从她手里抢过来，这时艾米说了几句令他震惊的话。 “k - K-K-K-Kabras正在逼近我们，”艾米说。 汉密尔顿看得出来，她拼命想控制住自己的声音。 “你有多少线索？”汉密尔顿突然停了下来。 “我们有的是！”我敢肯定，比你们两个窝囊废还厉害。” “我们有十个。你有十个吗？”丹直直地看着汉密尔顿的眼睛说。 他的妹妹从一只脚挪到另一只脚，警惕地打量着他们俩。 格蕾丝教丹如何像赌城扑克玩家一样虚张声势，汉密尔顿不知道该怎么想。 “你有十个？”你不可能得到十个！”如果我们落后那么多，爸爸会发疯的！他想。

Police were beginning to swarm the place, making sure the mischief breaking out in the parking lot didn't spill over into the park itself. "You could be a hero, Hamilton," said Amy. "You want to come back with something useful, don't you?" That one hit Hamilton right between the eyes. There was nothing he wanted more than to please Eisenhower Holt. "What have you got in mind?" he asked, glaring down at them. He waited, watching the two Cahills as they stared at each other like each could read the other's mind. Finally, Dan nodded. "Let's get the show on the road before it's too late," he said. "This way!" Dan led the three of them around to the back of The Motherland Calls. The base of the statue was about as wide as a skyscraper, and the whole way around, Hamilton wondered if he should clobber Dan and Amy and take the backpack. Calm down! Let it play out! If they trick you, then you can clobber 'em! "Can you radio your dad?" Amy asked. "Tell

警察开始蜂拥到这个地方，以确保在停车场发生的恶作剧不会蔓延到公园本身。 “你可以成为一个英雄，汉密尔顿，”艾米说。 “你想带点有用的东西回来，是不是？”这一拳正中汉密尔顿的眉心。 他最希望的就是取悦艾森豪威尔·霍尔特。 “你们有什么想法？”他低头瞪着他们问道。 他等待着，看着两个卡希尔对视着，好像彼此都能读懂对方的心思。 最后，丹点了点头。他说：“趁现在还来得及，让我们开始行动吧。” “这样!”丹领着他们三个人绕到“祖国的呼唤”后面。 雕像的底座大约和摩天大楼一样宽，在整个过程中，汉密尔顿想知道他是否应该击败丹和艾米，然后带上背包。 冷静下来!让它演完吧！如果他们欺骗你，那么你可以打败他们！“你能用无线电通知你爸爸吗？”艾米问。 “告诉