paper.
But Mrs. Gecko didn't raise no cheaters. (Some language manglers, perhaps.) So when a routine investigation uncovered a test-cheating ring at Emerson Hicky, I gave myself a new case: Put the cheaters out of business.
Easier said than done. Those double-dealers were slicker than a frog's fanny and twice as slimy.
Oh, and there was one other small problem: The finger of suspicion pointed to two dames. The ringleader was either the glamorous Lacey Vail, or my own classmate Shirley Chameleon.
Sheesh. The only thing I hate worse than an empty Pill Bug Crunch wrapper is a case full of dizzy dames.
Case #9
Give My Regrets to Broadway
Some things you can't escape, however hard you tryâlike dentist appointments, visits with strange-smelling relatives, and being in the fourth-grade play. I had always left the acting to my smart-aleck pal, Natalie, but then one day it was my turn in the spotlight.
Stage fright? Me? You're talking about a gecko who has laughed at danger, chuckled at catastrophe, and sneezed at sinister plots.
I was terrified.
Not because of the acting, mind you. The script called for me to share a major lip-lock with Shirley ChameleonâCootie Queen of the Universe!
And while I was trying to avoid that trap, a simple missing-persons case took a turn for the worseâright into the middle of my play. Would opening night spell curtains for my client? And more importantly, would someone invent a cure for cooties? But no matterâwhatever happens, the sleuth must go on.
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But Mrs. Gecko didn't raise no cheaters. (Some language manglers, perhaps.) So when a routine investigation uncovered a test-cheating ring at Emerson Hicky, I gave myself a new case: Put the cheaters out of business.
Easier said than done. Those double-dealers were slicker than a frog's fanny and twice as slimy.
Oh, and there was one other small problem: The finger of suspicion pointed to two dames. The ringleader was either the glamorous Lacey Vail, or my own classmate Shirley Chameleon.
Sheesh. The only thing I hate worse than an empty Pill Bug Crunch wrapper is a case full of dizzy dames.
Case #9
Give My Regrets to Broadway
Some things you can't escape, however hard you tryâlike dentist appointments, visits with strange-smelling relatives, and being in the fourth-grade play. I had always left the acting to my smart-aleck pal, Natalie, but then one day it was my turn in the spotlight.
Stage fright? Me? You're talking about a gecko who has laughed at danger, chuckled at catastrophe, and sneezed at sinister plots.
I was terrified.
Not because of the acting, mind you. The script called for me to share a major lip-lock with Shirley ChameleonâCootie Queen of the Universe!
And while I was trying to avoid that trap, a simple missing-persons case took a turn for the worseâright into the middle of my play. Would opening night spell curtains for my client? And more importantly, would someone invent a cure for cooties? But no matterâwhatever happens, the sleuth must go on.
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