The Mystery of the Mystery Meat by Chris P. Flesh

Author:Chris P. Flesh [Flesh, Chris P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781101652381
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2008-01-31T05:00:00+00:00

Four hours later, the trio lofted into the air. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled as the Scary spy plane zoomed over the town of Snickering Willows. Freekin had expected the factory to be pitch dark, but super-bright lights hung down from towers, beaming over bright yellow earthmovers as they crawled over the rubble like giant insects and three large crews in hard hats and vests sorting through piles of debris. Among the workers Freekin saw Coach Karloff, his football coach, and Mr. Moulder, who owned the Wilting Fungus Day Spa.

Then he spotted a sleek black Mercedes-Benz emerging from the factory’s underground parking lot.

“Let’s follow that car,” he told Pretty and Scary.

They sped high above it as it glided like a shark through the rainy town. Freekin’s intuition paid off—the car drove straight to the Snickering mansion and pulled up to the entrance of the spooky old house.

Henrietta Snickering stood waiting in the doorway with Mortadella in her arms. The last living Snickering was wrapped in a black fur coat and a matching turban.

Two men and a woman dressed in business suits climbed out of the Mercedes. One man was tall and large; the other was short and trim. The woman had light blond hair that fell to her shoulders.

At Henrietta’s urging, the trio hurried into the mansion. Scary landed, and the three tiptoed over to the skylight. Luckily, Freekin could see the two men and the two women seating themselves at the table adorned with the crystal ball.

He listened carefully.

“Welcome, Mr. Flatterwonder, Mr. Spew, and the lovely Ms. Balonee,” Henrietta said, seated in the chair in front of the statue of Horatio Snickering smoking a cigar. “I’m pleased you arrived so promptly,” Henrietta continued.

“Of course we came as soon as you summoned us,” Ms. Balonee assured Henrietta. Her voice shook. “Nothing could have kept us away. These are dark days for Mystery Meat.”

The two men nodded soberly. “Dark days indeed,” said the tall man.

“Have no fear,” Henrietta soothed them. “I have emerged from seclusion to lead you with a brilliant plan to save our beloved company!”

“Grrrr-oof!” Mortadella barked as the three gazed at Henrietta with stricken but falsely eager expressions on their faces. It was obvious to Freekin that they were terrified of her.

“You three are Snickering Willows Mystery Meat’s top executives, privileged to share in the secrets of our company,” Henrietta continued. “Secrets that you must keep on pain of death. As you know.”

“Yes, ma’am,” said the shorter, rounder man.

“Good. Now I will reveal one more potentially fatal secret to you.”

“Oh, how wonderful,” the taller man said weakly, as if he already knew more potentially fatal secrets than he cared to.

“Yes, Mr. Flatterwonder, it is wonderful,” Henrietta said. She cleared her throat. “Viggo, the screen.”

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