5. 39 Clues? -Amy
There he was. Sitting in front of me. Mr McIntyre took another sip of his coffee. I was getting so nervous. What if we were making the wrong choice? But I had to stick with the plan.
"Mr McIntyre? I just wanted to ask, on behalf of Dan too, could we, by any chance join the hunt?" Mr McIntyre looked at me suspiciously.
"No, of course not. You had the chance, and you said no. That was your mistake." Mr McIntyre replied
"Please." I begged, not wanting to have to slam the money and act all angrily. "NO!" Mr McIntyre shouted.
"Well, we didn't want the money anyway, so here!" I shouted dramatically, hoping not to be too obvious. I left, but he came after me trying to give me the money back. I ran further, so that Dan had a good chance to steal the clue. Eventually, I stopped, and let Mr McIntyre catch up. "Amy, are you sure you don't want the money?" He asked, gasping for breath.
"Yeah. Just take it." I said normally. We walked back together and when we got there, they sat down, and the Mr McIntyre noticed that his brief case was slightly open. "That's strange." Mr McIntyre mumbled.
"What is?" I asked. "Someone has been looking through my brief case." said Mr McIntyre, who was starting to get worried.
"I should be going. It's probably because I ran off. I said, pretending to be all guilty. "Before you go, can you help me find this old piece of paper?" Mr McIntyre asked.
"Don't see why not." I said, though I could think of over a million reasons why I shouldn't stay. It had been long, but I didn't realise it was so long that Dan felt the need to check if I was by any chance in the cafe. There and then, was the moment we both dreaded. Dan was there, holding the clue in his hand, and yes, Mr McIntyre saw him and started to chase him. I tried to stop him but I was too late. He had caught Dan, took the clue and threw the money back at us. "Nice try." He said as he walked away.
"It looks like we have to go back home and think of something else." Dan said disappointedly.