The gang walked to a nearby car dealer in the nice sunny weather that day. Tom had given them directions. Tom promised he would look after the bags. Everyone walked in silence. They finally made it to the car dealer station. While in the broken down Mystery Machine, Gloria had found five or six stale boxes of Scooby Snacks in the backseat where she, Jessica and Ryan were riding.
"Why are you holding those boxes of Scooby Snacks?" Danny asked her.
"I found them in the backseat. These boxes smell like they are about nineteen years old," Gloria said as she smelled one of the boxes. She didn't like Scooby Snacks like her father did.
Frank helped her carry the boxes. Frank took a Snack out and tasted the stale treat.
"Yuck. It sounds like it is nineteen years old," Frank agreed in a gagging voice.
He felt he had to throw up the Scooby Snack.
"I just don't see how Dad liked them," he told Gloria.
"I don't either," she agreed.
Sheriff Cline did not like this idea of a murder robbery that had taken its murder plot in his very own squad car. He had never heard anything like this before. In the past day or so, Sheriff Cline had started having depression episodes let alone sleep apnea. He was not having a good week. While on the crime scene with the crime scene investigators, Tony, his four – year – old son was watching.
Tony had been a witness to this murder scene and he was afraid to tell the sheriff about his being a witness to this entire thing. He could sense his father was taking this very hard.
Frank went to find a good place to throw up the stale Scooby Snack. He hoped no driver would spot him throwing up a dog treat that was almost twenty years old.
While the gang waited for Frank, somebody snuck up behind them, not making a sound. He quietly picked up Jessica and tied her up in a fishing net. Once he left with Jessica in the net, Jessica started yelling for help. Gloria looked in the east part of town and saw Jessica in a fishing net screaming.
"Help!" Jessica screamed as loud as she could.
"Look!" Gloria yelled to the gang.
"What happened?" Ryan asked.
Gloria had a shocked look on her face as she pushed away her long hair from her face.
"Over there! Somebody rook Jess!" Gloria continued to scream.
Everyone looked in the east part of town.
"Just don't stand there. Like Kylie would say, 'Split up in a direction and get him!'" Danny said.
So far this new murder/robbery case had no leader. Danny was asked by Kylie to take her place as leader since she had an accident. Danny told his friends he was taking Kylie's place as leader until she was one hundred percent healed. He told his friends where they were splitting up.
Frank wasn't even finished throwing up the Scooby Snack. He watched as his sister and friends run in all directions. He wondered what happened. Just then he spotted a white Honda coming near him. The Honda license plate told him that the Honda was a 2007 model with a teenage couple. The license plate read Kansas.
"May we help you, sir?" the nineteen – year – old boy asked.
"No, thank you. I don't feel very good now," Frank told the young couple.
"What brought you here to Los Angeles?" the boy asked.
"I happen to live here," Frank answered in a weak voice.
"You sure look sick, Frank," the girl told him.
"How did you know who I am?" he asked, surprised.
"Everyone knows who you are. You've been watched on television and in the papers, facebook and Twitter," she told him.
"We do happen to have a facebook page that lets everyone where we solve to be on that page. I'm sure it will be updated shortly."