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Chapter 6: The Arsonist

THE NEXT DAY

"Kade and I are heading out to check that warehouse. You want to come?"

I turn to him. "Fire-site? O-okay. Just let me get dressed."

"You comin' or not, Graham?" Kade asks.

"Hold up. Shey wants to come." Graham says.


I get dressed before looking at the picture Dani had given me the night before, one of the Scooby-Doo gang. I smile and set it on my desk before pulling on my jacket and running out the door.

"Can we go now?" Kade asks.

"Sure." I hop into Heatwave, which stuns both Kade and Heatwave, and surprises Graham.

"Why—" Graham starts.

"Boulder seriously needs a second seat. All that walking last night aggravated my nerve condition. I'm just not sure I can stand long enough to ride in Boulder without my foot starting to hurt again." I turn to the dash. "Hi, Heatwave."


"See anything?" I stoop down next to something. "All I see is a—oh, hold it. Kade, Heatwave, I think I have something." I slip on a rubber glove and pick it up. "Looks like some kind of homemade bomb."

Graham takes it from me and turns it over, revealing the symbol Morocco uses. "You were right, Shey. It is Morocco."

Kade sighs. "Trying to cause trouble again."

I facepalm. "Oh, for Primus' sake."

Kade, Heatwave, Boulder, and Graham look at me confusedly, causing me to blush. "I told you guys I did my training with Ratchet. I just… guess I spent too much time with him."

Graham shrugs. "Guess so."

I sigh softly. "I'm just thankful no one got hurt. It makes my job easier when people are more careful."


FIREHOUSE

I flop back on the couch in the bunker, sick of my life.

"What's wrong?"

I turn to see Daphne, and sigh heavily. "Morocco's back."

"Who?"

I shake my head as Fred walks over. "I don't know much about him. Hello? I've only been here for a month!" I sigh. "Go ask Kade or Cody."

"Why not Graham or Dani?"

"Graham's working on his homework for Gremskey Tech, Daph, and Dani's on patrol with Blades. Charlie is on a call, before you ask."

"Where are they?"

"No clue on Cody, he's usually down here. Kade's got monitor duty in the command center." I tap my comm. "Cody, where are you?"

"I'm at the lab with Frankie."

"Well, that answers that question." I sigh. "Thanks, Code. Be careful." I turn back to the others. "Kade can be a jerk, so I'll try to explain as much as I can." I sigh. "Morocco is this British man who's a scientist. He tried to turn Griffin Rock into a dystopian society, and sell off all her tech, because Charlie and Doc. Greene turned him into a pariah. Cody and Frankie prevented him from doing so. He'll do anything—even kill Cody and Frankie—to get what he wants. This time, for example, he blew up a warehouse. Who knows what's next." I sigh softly and sit on the counter. "All I know, is that he's not a nice man, and he deserves to rot in jail." I shake my head and stand. "But, no one's been able to catch him yet. He's too slippery."

Daphne lays a hand on my shoulder. "They'll get him."

I sigh heavily. "I know, but I'm still scared that he'll hurt someone I care about."

"Has he done that before?"

I shake my head. "No, but he tried to."

Fred sighs. "I'm going to find Kade."

Velma and Windsor turn toward the elevator. "We're going with Graham. He offered to show us around the town."

I nod before turning to Shaggy and Scooby. "I guess it's just the three of us."

They nod. Shaggy turns to me nervously. "Like, you're sure she can't get in here?"

I shrug. "I don't know. I've only been here a month." I sigh. "Besides, I'm more worried about Morocco. He's the dangerous one. Charlotte Wayne is just looking for her lost family." I stand and lead the two to the kitchen. "Go ahead, but if you pull something like Kade usually does, I'll send you outside."

"What?"

I groan. "No everything-in-the-fridge sandwiches, or you're outside." I sigh. "If Blades were here, he and I could hang out, and watch one of those baking shows he loves, but Dani's having him detailed—he loves being pampered."

"Rhat's rong?"

"Just bored, Scoob. It's nothing." I want to hide my past if I can.