The Humane Society was closed. Marissa and I look at each other, like "What now?"

"Let's see if she's at the Pup Parlor." I said.

We take off once again, her on her bike, me on my skateboard. We decided to take the alley behind the museum. Of course, I wanted to look around a little. The museum was taped with police tape, you know, the kind that says" Crime scene don't cross!" Marissa and I could easily sneak in there. I thought. So, I glance at Marissa. She must have guessed what I was thinking because she says, "Sammy! We don't need to go in there."

"But what if…" I didn't get to finish my sentence, because a scream sounded from inside the museum. Marissa and I look at each other because we're pretty sure we know that voice.

Marissa wanted to make sure, so I called the Pup Parlor on my cell. Meg answered,

"Hello?"

"Hey Meg, this is Sammy. Is Holly there?" I asked.

"No!" she said sounding kind of worried. "

Okay, she might be at Dot's." I told her, even though I knew she wasn't. Marissa and I slowly climbed over the police tape.

Marissa and I crept slowly around the museum, we were in the dinosaur exhibit (at the front of the museum) when we heard the scream again. To me it sounded like it was coming from the wall. I put my ear towards the wall; the scream came again, this time, to me, it sounded louder. I knocked on the wall, it sounded hollow, just like I thought it would.

Then I said, "Holly! It's me Sammy!" Marissa was doing the McKenzie dance; she had also taken my cell phone out of my pocket and was calling the police. For once I actually didn't protest.

"Sammy!" Holly's muffled voice came through the wall.

"We'll get you out, Holly!" I screamed through the wall. Marissa was asking Officer Borsch to come to the museum, desperately trying to describe are situation. I looked for something to break through the wall with. I wasn't able to find anything, so I ran out of the museum and got my skateboard. As I ran, I heard Marissa scream; I hurried back inside and found that Marissa was gone.

And my phone was on the ground. I picked it up.

"HELLO! IS ANYONE THERE?" Officer Borsch was screaming on the other end of the line.

"Officer Borsch, it's me, Sammy, I need your help!" And then I started telling him at ninety miles an hour what had happened. As I talked I took off on my skateboard towards the Pup Parlor.

"Whoa, Sammy, slow down!" Officer Borsch said.

"I'll be at the Pup Parlor. Meet me there, okay." I went faster, hung up the phone, and got to the Pup Parlor in record time.

I looked at my watch; it was already 8:30. I called Grams. I told her I would be spending the night at Holly's. I didn't tell her about them being kidnapped. I told Meg and Vera what had happened. Vera told me, "Sit down, honey, I'll get you some water."

"Okay." I managed to say, I was panting from riding my skateboard so fast.

It was almost 9:00 when The Borsch man got there. I had finally stopped panting and had calmed down a little. But I still spoke frantically when telling Officer Borsch what happened.

"Wait a minute!" Officer Borsch says, holding up a hand, "You went into the museum?" He looked sort of worried. I said, "Yeah, we heard Holly scream," hoping it would calm him down. Apparently it worked because he says,

"So, two kidnappings Holly Janquel and Marissa McKenzie, both 13 years old, Holly were last heard sometime around 8:00 at the museum of National History. Marissa was last seen around 8:00-8:30 and on the phone with us." He was writing this all down in one of those police report notebook things. Beep! Beep! Officer Borsch's radio was beeping. He answered it. There were a lot of yeses and mm-hums. When he hung up, he said,

"Marissa is okay," he scratched something out of his notebook; "she heard footsteps and ran, all the way to the police station."

"But where's Holly?" Meg and Vera and I all scream.

"WE DON'T KNOW!" Officer Borsch yelled back.

"Why don't we go and see if she's still at the museum?" I suggested.

"Um, I guess that would be a pragmatic thing to do. Where exactly did you hear her?" Officer Borsch's replied.

We were back in the dinosaur room. We being me, Officer Borsch, Meg, Vera, and Marissa (I had insisted we pick her up).

"So are you positive this is the wall?" Officer Borsch asks for like the fiftieth time. Marissa and I shake our heads yes, once again. We just wanted to know if Holly was okay. Officer Borsch knocked on the wall.

"You're right," he says to me, "it sounds hollow." I'm tired of doing nothing so I say, "Stand back!" and ram the wall with my skate board, I ram it three more times before I break through the wall, and we moved a few more debris out of the way. We all gasped.

All ten of the missing items were here, in the museum, along with an unconscious, tied-up, and gagged Holly. Officer Borsch radioed in for some other cop, while we tried to get Holly to come to.

After twenty minutes we were back at the Pup Parlor, Holly was conscious, and the stolen stuff was at the police station. Holly then told us what happened,

"I was walking to the Humane Society. It was 4:30; they close at 7:00. I started to go down the alley of the museum, it's shorter that way. So I was walking, then I heard a puppy bark and whine like it was stuck. I stopped and listened, it was coming from the museum. So I climbed over the police tape and went to find the poor thing. I finally found him his paw was stuck in something. As I went to free him, a guy with a ski mask on walked into the room. I got the dog unstuck and ran, right into the guy. I dropped the dog and it ran. The ski mask guy grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to a door. It led to where you found me. I started screaming and then you guys came," she said pointing to me and Marissa, "I answered you and so he gagged me and then I blacked out. I had already been tied-up. He must have escaped when Sammy was gone and Marissa was running. If you guys hadn't of come, who knows what would have happened!"

"We've got officers watching the museum if he comes back." Officer Borsch said. Yeah right like he's going to come back I thought. Holly described the guy as best as she could to Officer Borsch. It was 10:30. Marissa called her 'nanny' and told her she would spend the night at Holly's. My mind was racing that night. Why would he steal stuff and then just leave it there? Who did it? Who would know about the door to the wall? The museum curator, a security guard, a janitor or just someone who noticed the door, these were my top suspects. After talking to Marissa and Holly, (Marissa made me tell Holly about camp, of all things.) thinking about who had stolen the stuff and kidnapped Holly and (thanks to Marissa) I was now thinking about Casey Acosta, yep, Casey Acosta. I had probably only said ten words to him this afternoon at Hudson's. Soon I finally drifted off to sleep.