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“That’s the problem,” he said. “We were just with each other, hanging in the woods outside of town. No witnesses, nothing.”
    â€œThat’s the only excuse Callie and Iola have, too.”
    There was nothing more to get from Rojas and Wingfoot. Frank and Joe apologized for breaking into their lockers.
    â€œI’ll let you two go this time with just a warning,” the coach said. “But the only time or place I ever want to see you around here is on the field for a ball game. Understood?”
    â€œYes, sir,” Joe said.
    â€œThank you, sir,” Frank added.
    The Hardys left Shoreham High School and started the long drive home.
    â€œDrive by Callie’s house. We can see if Mr. Shaw has any information after his trip to the police station,” Frank said.
    Joe followed his brother’s instructions. When they arrived at the Shaw residence, there were several cars parked in the driveway. The Hardys recognized the cars belonging to the Shaws, as well as two owned by the Mortons. However, they had no idea who owned the expensive black foreign luxury car.
    Frank knocked on the door. It opened almost instantaneously, as if their arrival was expected.
    â€œOh, Frank!” Callie shouted with glee as she grabbed her boyfriend around the waist. Frank returned Callie’s hug. Joe nudged past the two to get to Iola, who was in the entryway.
    â€œWe’re so glad to see you two,” Joe said. “How’d you get bail set so quickly?”
    â€œDon’t answer that,” Mr. Morton shouted from the living room. “Don’t tell them anything.”
    â€œDad!” Iola said angrily as the teens entered the living room. “Enough with this gag order.”
    â€œYour father is correct,” said a man in a black suit. He was seated on the couch. On the coffee table in front of him rested an open briefcase, a yellow notepad, and several documents.
    â€œAnd you are?” Joe asked.
    â€œStelfreeze. Brady Stelfreeze, attorney. I’m how bail was set so promptly. But that is the only thing you’ll be told. Anything else these girls tell you will only hurt their chances in court.”
    â€œWhy is everybody over the age of eighteen so determined to keep us from speaking with our friends?” Iola asked.
    â€œTeen gangs,” Frank said.
    â€œHuh?”
    Joe explained. “The way we figure it, the police think there is some sort of teen gang committing robberies.”
    â€œHow do you know any of this?” Stelfreeze asked incredulously.
    â€œBecause they’re better than any police detectives,” Callie told him.
    â€œAnd we think that they’re our best chance to solve any mystery that involves other people our age, like those two boys from the Jewelry Exchange,” Iola added.
    â€œRojas and Wingfoot,” Frank said. “We just left them.”
    â€œDid you learn anything?” Stelfreeze asked.
    â€œYou first,” Joe replied.
    Stelfreeze said nothing.
    â€œI’ll break the stalemate,” Iola said. “We were arrested for robbing the Golden Palace Jewelry Store.”
    â€œIola!” Mr. Morton shouted.
    â€œSo they don’t directly tie you into the Jewelry Exchange? Interesting.”
    â€œFrank, I don’t think you’re helping matters here,” Mrs. Shaw said.
    â€œI think they can,” Mr. Shaw said. “I saw them at the police station. And to tell you the truth, they probably work faster and better than the cops I met down there.”
    â€œThanks for the confidence,” Frank said. He turned to Callie. “So why did the police come after you?”
    â€œSupposedly they have us on videotape robbing the store last night.”
    â€œYou have that tape?”
    â€œA copy is being delivered to my office later today,” Stelfreeze said.
    â€œFrank,” Joe said. “It’s almost six o’clock. I say we hit the scene of the crime before