Case File 13 #3 by J. Scott Savage

Author:J. Scott Savage
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins

On the way home, the boys tried to remember if they’d ever had a more bizarre day.

“There was that time in second grade when Carter stuck a peanut in his ear and couldn’t get it out,” Nick said. “I still remember how hard everyone laughed when you told the teacher why you had to go to the nurse.”

Carter huffed. “What? Rob Wells told me that if you didn’t wash the dirt out of your ears you could grow plants in them. I thought it would be totally cool to have peanuts anytime you wanted. Besides, it was a lot weirder when you turned into a zombie,” Carter said.

“Sure,” Nick agreed. “But at least that made sense when we figured it all out. Today was just totally random.”

“Or was it?” Angelo pulled his bike to the side of the road.

Nick skidded to a stop beside him. “What do you mean?”

“I’m not sure. It’s just . . .” Angelo bent over and wrapped his arms around his chest.

“Are you okay?” Nick asked. Angelo looked a little pale, the way Kimber had after coming back from the nurse.

Angelo breathed heavily for a minute or two before nodding. “I felt a little dizzy for a minute, but I’m okay now.” He got back on his bike and started pedaling. “Let’s check on Mr. Dashner to make sure he’s all right.”

“Are you kidding?” Carter squealed. “Let’s just check the dental work on a great white shark while we’re at it. Or offer to let Chuck Norris try out his latest karate moves on us.”

“He’s got a point,” Nick said. “I mean, Old Man Dashner’s never been exactly thrilled to see us.”

Angelo pedaled faster, and Carter, who had the shortest legs of the three and the oldest bike, barely kept up despite pedaling nearly twice as fast as the other two. “He threatened to feed me to his pet piranhas if I ever came within fifty feet of his house again. All because I accidentally got stuck to the back window of his car. Well, that and the mailbox thing.”

“Which makes it twice as strange that he was so friendly this morning,” Angelo said. “You two can do what you want, but I’m going to check on him. Something isn’t adding up.” He turned his bike into Mr. Dashner’s driveway.

“We better cover his back,” Nick said. He followed Angelo, even though he thought he’d rather approach a sleeping bear in its cave than Mr. Dashner in his house.

Carter looked toward the sky and said, “God, if I get killed, make it quick and painless. And make it not by piranha, or crossbow, or acid or—”

“Are you coming or not?” Nick asked.

“Amen,” Carter said, hurrying after him.

“Since when are you religious?” Nick asked as they got off their bikes.

Carter wiped the sweat off his forehead and grinned nervously. “Since I realized we are going to see the devil.”

Old Man Dashner watched his yard like an eagle. If a kid looked like he was even thinking about stepping onto the lawn, Dashner was outside shouting threats.

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