Killer Mission by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin
Published: 2009-02-23T16:00:00+00:00

After we took care of that, we debated what to do next. “Should we try to talk to the coaches again about that greased floor incident?” I asked. “I heard the soccer team is practicing this afternoon, so we should be able to track down the soccer coach at least.”

“Sounds good. Let me put Killer in his kennel and we can go.”

I put out a hand to stop him. “Wait. Shouldn’t you take Killer with you?” I said. “People won’t think twice if they see you walking him around. But if you’re snooping around on your own, it might attract attention.”

Joe nodded reluctantly. “I guess you’re right. Come on, Killer, let’s go. But you’d better behave yourself, okay?”

Soon we were at the sports complex. We found the soccer coach’s office, but the door was shut. “He’s in a meeting with a student,” a passing team member informed us. “Should be out soon.”

But the coach didn’t emerge until it was time for practice to start. “Excuse me, boys,” he said, bustling past us.

I glanced at the office door, wondering if we could sneak in and take a look around. I was just in time to see Lee Jenkins emerge. He looked shaken.

Joe noticed too. “You okay, man?” he asked.

“Not really.” Lee shook his head. “I’m in trouble with Coach. He thinks my grades are dropping. And that’s the one thing he won’t tolerate.”

I nodded, remembering Destiny’s problem. “That’s a shame,” I said. “Maybe if you really buckle down and study—”

“No, you don’t get it!” Lee sounded frustrated. “There’s nothing wrong with my grades. Actually, I’m pretty much acing all my classes. But Coach says he checked the computer grade site, and I’m listed as flunking two subjects and pulling Cs and Ds in most of the others!”

“Whoa,” Joe said. “That’s weird.”

“I know.” Lee sighed and bent down to give Killer a pat. “I finally persuaded Coach to call a couple of my teachers, and that convinced him. But it’s pretty freaky.”

I had to agree with him there. As he hurried off to join the practice starting outside, Joe, Killer, and I wandered after him.

“Think this has something to do with our case?” I asked.

Joe shrugged. “Maybe. This definitely makes it seem like somebody’s out to cause trouble for Lee, unless it’s some kind of computer mix-up. Think it could’ve been Patton?”

I’d been wondering the same thing. Was Patton out to get Lee because he felt he was taking his spot in GTT? But if so, how did the other stuff tie in? The greased floor, the petty vandalism, Spencer’s death threat . . .

“It doesn’t really make sense,” I mused.

Joe wasn’t paying attention anymore. “Hey,” he said. “Sounds like something’s going on.”

I looked up. We were almost to the soccer field, and we could hear the coach’s angry voice.

“Well, where is she?” he shouted. “If she’s late for practice again . . .”

“Sounds like Destiny’s in trouble,” I said.

Joe perked up right away. “Oh, right. She’s on the soccer team.”

As if on cue, Destiny herself wandered into view.

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