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going to get in?”
    “That’s for you to figure out.” Madame Torres’s face took up the entire globe. “I’m just here to give general information.”
    I took a deep breath to keep me from saying anything mean. When I had been mean to her before, she would just shut off and pout.
    “Technically since I didn’t start today, the smudging should be fine.” I was really regretting that I didn’t somehow get to smudge Head To Toe Works headquarters. I thought back to the little time I was in there, I’d been surrounded by so many people that there was no time.
    Slowly, I drove around the fortress of the headquarters. There was a brick wall all the way around with barbed wire on top. There were trees planted in front of the wall as if it were to make the wall look better.
    I parked the car a fair distance away from the security gate entrance between two trees on the side of the road. The Green Machine would be covered by the shadows the moon had created from the trees and no one would see my car.
    “Come on.” I leaned back in the seat and looked at my ornery cat.
    He simply yawned, stretched his front paws out in front of him and put his head back down.
    “I guess I’m going in alone?” I asked as though he was going to answer me. He didn’t budge. I grabbed Madame Torres and stuck her in my bag. “She’s going with me.”
    There was one thing I didn’t like. Being in the dark alone. Alone in the dark in a big building was even more terrifying. I ran my hand over my charm bracelet and said, “Anything that was sent to harm me, I turn into my good.” I grabbed my kit of homemade goodies.
    I left the car windows open halfway for Mr. Prince Charming and darted across the street when I felt like the coast was clear. Who was I kidding? It was well past ten o’clock at night and no one left their houses after nine in Locust Grove. The headquarters were so far out of town; no one would be driving these roads at night.
    It was easy to walk behind the trees and trace along the brick wall. Every once in a while I would glance up at the barbed wire to see if there was a break. Finally, there was. It wasn’t the best break, but it looked like the end of one wire and they had to add new, so it wasn’t exactly matching, making the break a little less prickly.
    I shimmied up the tree (luckily I was good at it since Oscar was my childhood best friend and he was always climbing trees) and propelled myself on the top of the wall. Carefully I jumped over the barbed wire and landed on the other side. If only my cat was here because he would’ve been proud of me landing on my feet.
    Madame Torres was right. Off in the distance, butted up to the back of the building, were several eighteen-wheel trucks that I was sure were ready for tomorrow morning’s shipments to go out.
    There wasn’t any movement, so I decided to run over by staying in the shadows of the night. When I heard some voices, I planted my back up against the building and slid my way down until I could get a good look at who was there.
    There were two more security guards outside on the steps leading from the building smoking. After they put out their cigarettes, I heard one say he was going to keep the door propped open so not to put the alarm back on.
    After giving them a few minutes to get back inside, I decided to make my move. With my bag across my body, Madame Torres deep inside, and my kit in my grip, I kept my hand around my other wrist to make sure my charm bracelet was there and headed inside.
    “Show me the security guards,” I said to Madame Torres once I felt like I could safely pull her out after I found small space in the warehouse.
    Her ball whirled and twirled like a tornado until it calmed. The men were in a room where they were eating and drinking while watching the late show on the TV.
    “I guess that will occupy them for a while.” I stuck her back in my bag and found my way up to the front of the building where Tiffany had brought me

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