Chapter One
The Accident
By Heather Belveal
It was a sunny day in Metro City, California, especially for a little boy named John Brown. John was eight, an only child, and lived next door to a twenty-one year old woman named Heather (or as John called her, "Agent Heather"). Agent Heather was a part time babysitter for the Brown family and female secret agent for the Metro City Police Department. John's mom was a hotel receptionist and John's dad was a photographer. John always wanted to be a detective when he grew up. One day John and his parents were getting ready to go on a camping trip. They packed everything they needed into the family car and left. While they were driving, a semi truck was coming up in their direction not too far from them. The truck was starting to get too close to the Brown family's car. The truck driver saw this and tried to stop the truck, but the brakes wouldn't work. Mr. Brown saw that the truck wouldn't stop and made a turn to the right so sharp that they went flying off the road and cliff and then fell straight down. They crash-landed so hard that the truck driver heard it and called 9-11. The police (with Agent Heather) and the ambulance arrived. They climbed down to where the Brown family was and took them to the hospital. The truck driver was extremely sorry and explained to the police that it was a real accident and that he couldn't stop the truck because the brakes wouldn't work. The police accepted this and called an auto mechanic to fix the brakes. Meanwhile, back at the hospital, Agent Heather was waiting for a report on the Brown family status when a nurse came. "How are they?" Agent Heather asked. "I'm afraid the parents have died miss." the nurse replied. "And the boy? Did he survive?" Agent Heather asked. "Yes. I don't know how but yes he's alive." said the nurse.