Nancy Drew: Mystery of the Six and a Half Keys
Chapter One
"Adela's letter said to meet her at the Hunger Kunger Bunger Café, but it didn't say when to meet her," Nancy said to herself. "I hope I haven't kept her waiting for very long!"
Nancy re-read Adela's letter, as she walked across a courtyard.
Dear Miss Drew,
The jewels in my necklace have been replaced with fakes. It was my mother's necklace, which she got in the year 1974. I was never very close to my mother, because she refused to let me play videogames for five hours a day, when I was in second grade. Totally unfair, right?
You will meet with me at the Hungerkunstler Café, which is in the castle courtyard. I won't give you directions to it. Na na na na boo boo on you.
Nancy had to stop reading for a few seconds, when she walked directly into a pole. "Ow!" she cried.
Please, no questions until you arrive. Don't bother me with unimportant things, like "I have no idea who you are" and "where am I going to sleep?". Only call me in case of an emergency.
A Czerna.
PS. This case is highly confidential. That means do not tell anyone about it, especially not your friends and relatives!
PPS. You can tell the Hardy Boys, though. They're cool.
Nancy used her amazing detective skills—and the map feature on her phone—to locate the café. As she entered, an older woman sitting at a table waved at her. Nancy quickly ran over and slapped the woman's hand with all her might. "HIGH FIVE!" Nancy cried.
"Owwww!" the woman said. "What'd you do that for?"
"I thought you wanted me to—never mind," Nancy said. "Are you Adela Czerna?"
"Yes, and you must be Nancy Drew," the woman said.
"International detective, and don't believe the haters, because I totally didn't let an alligator eat the priceless crystal skull," Nancy said. "It fell into Bernie's mouth by accident."
The woman looked confused for a second, before she continued talking. "I have been researching your cases. You have quite an impressive history. Tell me, when were you most scared? Was it in the haunted ryokan in Japan? Or in that abandoned mansion in your southern states?"
"Actually, my scariest case was Nancy Drew and the Expired Can of Mayonnaise," Nancy said. "I wasn't sure whether or not to put it on my peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich. I decided to feed it to—"
The conversation was interrupted by a young blonde woman. "Excuse me, are you Nancy Drew?" she asked.
"I am," Nancy said.
"Pleased to meet you," the woman said. "I am Adela Czerna."
The sitting woman looked offended. "No, I am Adela Czerna!"
The standing woman slammed her hand on the table. "This is fraud! Prove you are me!"
"I owe you nothing, impostor!" the sitting woman said.
A confused Nancy looked between the two women. One was wearing a well-used apron with coffee stains, while the other wore a coat which cost more than a flight to Europe. How could Nancy possibly be expected to know which one was a coffee shop employee, and which was her wealthy client? The mystery had only just begun, and it was already looking like Nancy's toughest mystery yet!
