It is nighttime in Cleveland, and Numbuh 2 has had enough worrying about Numbuh 5. So Detective Hoagie is now on the case. This chapter will be told from his point of view.
This was not a usual job for me. Usually I'm the school detective, and there was that one time I had to get chocolate sauce for Mr. Sanban, and the time I had to bust Mushi for putting a fork into Numbuh 3's rainbow monkey. But other than that, I work in the hallways of Gallagher Elementary.
But this, this is something different, this isn't just finding out how everyone was getting pink eye in the school, this isn't about what Numbuh 3 should color the states on her map for Social Studies class, no this is much, much bigger than that. This is for my friend. This is personal for Abby and for me.
It was 2 in the morning, everyone was asleep, or so Abby thought. I drank 5 bottles of soda earlier in the day to keep me awake, and because I love the taste of grape soda. But anyway, I waited in my aircraft until I saw Abby sneak out of her room the same way she did a few days earlier, tying blankets together and repelling out of her window and down to the grass below the treehouse.
I followed Abby, but I couldn't use one of my aircrafts because she would notice, they are pretty loud after all. So I had to keep up on foot. Needless to say, it was tough to keep up with her.
*Shows Abby running and Hoagie closely behind her panting like crazy and about to pass out*
I could tell that this was going to be a tough one.
Abby ran for what seemed like forever, it felt like forever because I had to follow her. Eventually though, Abby finally stopped running and stood in front of a small house. The house itself didn't look too suspicious, but the way Abby was looking at it, she made it look like a suspicious scene.
The door suddenly opened, from the angle that I was at, I couldn't see who was on the other side, but Abby was talking to them. She looked to her left, then to her right where I was at, however because of my great hiding abilities, she couldn't see me. She then gave the person slips of paper that were in her pockets.
Once she handed over those slips of paper, she looked at the person for a few seconds, she was waiting for something. I tried to get a better view of the person on the other side of the door, but every time I tried to move to a better spot, I made a lot of noise, mostly because of all of the leaves on the branches that I was standing on.
Abby then gets a little upset about something and she starts to raise her voice at the person, she raised her voice high enough that I could make out some words that she was saying. I heard, "I did my part, now you hold up your end of the deal"
After a few more minutes of arguing, the person behind the door eventually threw a bag at Abby, she caught but fell back because it caught her of guard. The door then slammed shut in her face. She got up, very mad, mad like she had been all week.
She then started walking home, I waited until she was a good distance ahead of me before I started walking back to the treehouse. She climbed back up to her room using the blankets she had used to get out of the treehouse. I, had some trouble getting back into the treehouse unnoticed.
*Hoagie tries climbing, crawling, jumping, scaling, doing almost everything to get back into the treehouse unnoticed*
Luckily for me, I had my old fly costume buried outside the treehouse, and it still worked. I flew my way up to my room and took notes about everything that had happened that night.
I now have some theories about what is wrong with Abby, but there are still a lot of questions to be answered, I have a feeling that this case is going to need me again in the future.
Why couldn't Detective Hoagie find anything more about what is going on with Abby? Who was Abby talking to? What did she give to the unknown assailant? What was in the bag that the individual gave to Abby for her "payment?" Tune in next chapter to find out. Thanks for reading.
