Mixed-Up Mysteries by Renae Brumbaugh

Author:Renae Brumbaugh
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-62836-313-5
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2013-01-06T05:00:00+00:00

She wrote for what seemed like forever. Then Sydney stopped dictating. “What’s going on?” Bailey asked from under the sleeping bag.

Sydney didn’t answer.

“Syd?” Bailey asked. Her muscles tightened and her heart began to race.

“It stopped,” Sydney said. “I think you can come out now.”

Bailey turned off the flashlight and crawled out from under the sleeping bag. “How weird was that?” she asked.

“Pretty weird,” Sydney answered. “Did you get it all written down?”

“Every flash of it,” said Bailey proudly. “What do you think it means?”

“I don’t know,” Sydney answered. “I think we should e-mail it to McKenzie. She’s good at analyzing things.”

It was just past 4:30 a.m. now, and the beach was pitch black. It was about the same time that Bailey had seen the UFO the morning before. As the girls looked out at the water, nothing was above it but fading stars. In a little while, the sun would come up over the Atlantic, and another day would begin.

“Hey,” Sydney whispered. “Listen.”

The girls heard footsteps along the wet sand at the edge of the beach. They came from the south and plodded along rhythmically, passing Sydney’s grandparents’ beach house and then stopping just to the north.

“Did you see?” said an older male voice in the darkness.

“It’s Captain Swain!” Bailey gasped.

“I saw,” a younger male voice answered. “I didn’t put the vehicle in the water. Probably best not to until that girl leaves. At least I got my light back.” Suddenly Sydney and Bailey saw their coffee mug flash on and off.

“I think they broke it,” said the younger voice.

“That’s too bad,” said Captain Swain. “We should get out of here before the sun comes up.”

Bailey and Sydney sat quietly until they thought the men were gone.

“See?” said Bailey. “The captain is one of them, and they do have a vehicle. I think that they’re trying to get back to the Mother Ship, Syd.”

“Let’s e-mail McKenzie right away,” said Sydney. “She won’t be up for a few hours, but I know she checks her e-mail first thing in the morning. Maybe she can tell us what the code says before we leave for the museum.”

The girls went inside, and Bailey copied the code from her notebook pages to the e-mail document. “There,” she said, typing the last Long short long. “Let’s hope she can figure this out.” She hit SEND, and the message flew off through cyberspace.

In less than a minute, they got a reply.

I’m up. Our horse, Princess, foaled about an hour ago. She had a darling colt that we named Benny. I just came in from the barn. I’ll check out your code and e-mail you back.

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