Deprivation House by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin

Screaming House

“I think this place should be called Screaming House or Shrieking House instead of Deprivation House,” I told Frank as we dashed up the stairs. A few people were ahead of us, a bunch behind.

“What? What?” Mikey burst out. He was one of the first into the great room.

Kit pointed at the plasma screen. On it, Ripley was plunging a needle full of epinephrine into Bobby T’s thigh.

“That’s our room,” exclaimed Hal.

“That’s me,” Bobby T said, pushing his way to the front of the group.

“What is this?” Brynn asked Kit.

“Baristas,” Ripley answered for her. “It’s a gossip show.”

“It’s a gossip show with coffee,” Kit corrected. “I figured if I couldn’t drink it, it might help to watch other people drink it.”

The clip disappeared and was replaced by two twenty-something women standing behind a coffee bar. “That’s a Ripley Lansing we haven’t seen before,” the one with the long brown hair said.

“It seemed like she was thinking about that boy instead of herself,” the one with the long blond hair agreed.

“That’s not—,” Ripley began, then bit her lip.

“What does she mean, ‘that boy’?” Bobby T scowled at the screen.

“That boy is actually Bobby T,” Long Brown told Long Blond. “He and Ripley are going to be on a new reality show together. They are locked in a house—a villa in Beverly Hills actually—right now. The details are hush-hush. Bobby’s saying as much as he can on his blog, but he hasn’t said what the show is actually about.”

“Huh. So that was Bobby T. I guess he’s good with Photoshop. He doesn’t look much like the pictures on his blog,” Long Blond commented.

James snickered.

“But back to our Ripley. She was like something out of that doctor show we’re addicted to. Young. Beautiful. Saving lives,” Long Brown continued.

“She might even get herself off Santa’s bad list in time for Christmas,” agreed Long Blond.

“Speaking of Santa, did you see that hilarious clip on YouTube?” Long Brown asked.

“How do you think they got that tape?” Wilson said.

“Veronica leaked it to them, of course,” answered Olivia.

“At least they mentioned the blog.” Bobby T didn’t sound happy.

But Ripley had a big smile on her face. I thought about what Frank had told me during our bathroom break. Could Ripley have slipped Bobby T the peanut oil just so she could “save” him?

With cameras everywhere, she could have figured the rescue would get out sooner or later. And Ripley was right there almost at the moment Bobby T ate carpet.

SUSPECT PROFILE

Name: Ripley Lansing

Hometown: Malibu, California

Physical description: 5’10”, 140 lbs., straight brown hair, blue eyes.

Occupation: High school student/heiress.

Background: Only daughter of rock star dad and cosmetics company CEO/owner mom. One older brother, one younger. The wild kid of the three.

Suspicious behavior: She found Bobby seconds after he collapsed.

Suspected of: Contaminating Bobby T’s toothpaste with peanut oil so she could save him.

Possible motive: Needs to improve her bad-girl public image or she’ll be financially cut off until she’s thirty.

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