Trouble Takes the Cake by Carolyn Keene

Author:Carolyn Keene
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin
Published: 2013-10-15T16:00:00+00:00

5

Clues and Boos

What a horrible message,” Bess said.

Nancy stared at the green gook dripping down the mirror. “It looks like the slime that was in the creepy cake.”

George ran her fingers through her dark curls. “So?” she asked.

“So the person who wrote this message might be the same person who baked the cake,” Nancy said. “Who else would want me to go home?”

Nancy took out her notebook and copied the message. Then she, Bess, and George went to join Aunt Eloise.

They went straight to Aunt Eloise’s apartment to freshen up. Then they took a bus to the Empire State Building.

“This is the longest elevator ride I’ve ever taken,” George said on their way up to the top.

“Don’t remind me!” Bess groaned.

When they reached the top, Nancy couldn’t believe her eyes. The observation deck wound all the way around the building. They could see a different part of New York City from each side.

“Wow!” Bess said. “It’s too pretty up here to be afraid of heights.”

Nancy agreed with Bess. The lights of the city twinkled all around them.

“New York is even bigger than I thought,” Nancy said.

“You bet,” Aunt Eloise said. “There are five boroughs—Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens, the Bronx, and Staten Island.”

“I can see three bridges from here,” George said.

“You can even see the state of New Jersey across the Hudson River,” Aunt Eloise said.

Nancy stared out at the sights.

Somewhere out there is the baker of the creepy cake, she thought. And I’m going to find him or her.

It got chilly, so the girls and Aunt Eloise went inside to the snack bar.

Nancy, Bess, and George sat at a table while Aunt Eloise paid for the snacks.

“Okay. Let’s get to work,” Nancy said. She opened her notebook and crossed the werewolf’s name from her list of suspects.

“What other suspects do you have, Nancy?” Bess asked.

George jabbed at the notebook. “Write down Count Snackula. He seems guilty to me.”

Nancy wrote the count’s name in her notebook. “He’s a good suspect, but we still need more proof,” she said.

“Who else, Nancy?” Bess asked.

Nancy twirled her pen between her fingers. “How about Sally?” she asked.

“Sally?” George asked. “You mean our waitress?”

Nancy nodded. “Remember when Sally dropped that whole tray of chocolate sundaes?” she asked.

Bess groaned. “How can we forget?”

“Well, Sally was mad at Harriet for always yelling at her,” Nancy said.

“Maybe she was mad enough to ruin Tory’s birthday cake,” George said. “So her mother would write bad things about Haunted Harriet’s in her magazine.”

Nancy nodded. “I also saw Sally’s locker in the basement today. If she did bake the cake, then her locker might be full of all sorts of clues.”

“Like leftover slime and rubber creepy crawlies,” George said. “And gushy fake eyeballs.”

Nancy tapped her fingers on the table. “We can’t look inside Sally’s locker tomorrow, but we can look around it.”

Aunt Eloise brought over a tray of hot chocolate and cookies. When they finished eating, they rode the elevator down.

“That was neat,” George said. “What are we going to see now?”

Bess yawned. “How about our beds? I’m sleepy.

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