One day, a Tuesday to be specific, Luke Ross woke up in his bedroom. Then he looked over and saw a letter. Hello, Luke my name is Gabe Duncan. I need your help . Mrs. Dabney, my neighbor, has stolen my prized possession. Now I won't tell you what it is, but,I have heard from a friend who used to live in your building that you're an expert thief and can help me get it back. I will be there soon .

" JESSIE!" Luke yelled for Jessie Prescot, his nanny, to come to his room.

"Luke, what's wrong?"

"Jessie, I got a letter from some kid named Gabe Duncan. He said his neighbor, Mrs. Dabney, stole his prized possession and he needs my help to get it back. He said he's gonna be here soon."

Just then, Luke heard a knock at his bedroom door. "Come in," Jessie said. The door opened. A boy, probably about 13 or 14, was standing there with a glass of milk. "Sup." he said. "You know, vanillas o.k., but I normally have chocolate back at my house.