The Fine-Feathered Mystery by Carolyn Keene

The Fine-Feathered Mystery by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin


5

A Perfect Trap

We have to go inside to check out that bird,” George said.

Nancy nodded. She took out her notebook and wrote down the clue.

“If it is Carmen,” Bess asked, “why would she end up in a store?”

“Hyacinth macaws must be very valuable,” Nancy said. “The store owner might have caught Carmen. And now he’s selling her for lots of money.”

“I guess we’ll have to go inside, huh, Nancy?” Bess asked excitedly.

Nancy nodded. She slipped her notebook back into her pocket.

The three friends were about to go inside when a man with a mustache stepped in front of them. The name tag on his jacket read, Robert Salazar.

“Can I help you?” Mr. Salazar asked.

“We’d like to see some of your birds,” Nancy said politely.

George hid the butterfly net behind her back. “Your blue birds.”

“Sorry,” Mr. Salazar said. “But children are not allowed in the store.”

“We just want to look,” Bess said.

Mr. Salazar stared down his nose at the girls. “That’s the problem,” he said. “The store is for serious customers only.”

A phone rang in the back of the store. Mr. Salazar turned around and walked away. He slipped behind a red curtain. “He’s not Mr. Robert Salazar,” Bess snapped. “He’s Snobby Bobby.”

“And who says we’re not serious?” George complained. “We’re serious—about finding Carmen.”

Nancy stuck her head inside the door. “He’s somewhere in the back,” she whispered. “Let’s take a quick look around.”

The girls tiptoed into the store. Nancy glanced at the birds. They were all colors—red, green, and yellow.

“Wow,” George said. “Snobby Bobby has some awesome birds.”

“Shh,” Nancy warned. She walked over to the blue parrot. But the parrot wasn’t totally blue. It had a bright yellow chest.

“Phooey,” Nancy said. “It’s not Carmen.”

She turned around to leave. Suddenly she saw something that made her jaw drop. Bess was feeding seed salad to a bright red-and-green parrot.

“Bess,” Nancy hissed. “Don’t feed the birds!”

Bess jumped. The bag of seed salad flew out of her hand and into the air. Then it dropped to the floor with a splat!

“Oh, no!” Nancy said. She watched the seeds spill all over the floor.

The birds began to squawk and screech. They swooped down from their perches toward the seed salad.

“Shoo! Shoo!” George said. She waved her butterfly net over the birds.



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