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time.” He sighed and began typing something into the computer. “You know, I wanted to be nice to you guys, because you seemed like cool people. But standing people up is just rude.”
    â€œUm . . . ,” Frank started, holding up a hand. “Jason, do you really not know what happened to us last night?”
    Jason stopped typing and looked at us, his eyes widening with concern. “What, were you in an accident or something?” he asked. “Because you could have just said so. Is there something I should know?”
    I looked at Frank. If Jason was putting on an act, he was a really good actor.
    â€œNo,” I said quickly, picking up the book. “Look, I’m really sorry we didn’t make it. See you at practice later?”
    Jason met my eyes, clearly more confused than ever. If he was mad that we were still planning to go to practice, there was no hint of it in his expression. “Okay,” he said. “See you then, I guess.”
    I nodded at Frank and led him out of the library, dropping the hazing book in the “return” box along the way.
    â€œWhat the heck?” I asked once we were back in the hall. “I didn’t necessarily expect him to come out and admit it, but that was really good acting, if he was part of what happened last night.”
    â€œI know,” Frank said. “I thought that would go differently.”
    I sighed. “What now?” I asked. “Should we go to Gerther?”
    We’d stayed up late the night before figuring out a plan of action. We finally decided to start with Jason—since he was most likely to be involved in the scheme. It was clear that whoever was behind this expected us to quit, but we weren’t sure we were ready. We knew we’d be putting ourselves at risk until we left the team. But we wanted to find out as much as we could in the meantime.
    Frank frowned. “I don’t want to now,” he said, shaking his head.
    â€œBut we said we would!” I pointed out. “They’re going to come after us again if we don’t, Frank. And who knows what they’ll try next? They tried to brand me.”
    Frank sighed. “We don’t know that they would have gone through with it.”
    â€œWell, awesome,” I retorted, getting frustrated myself. “Do you want to take that bet? It’s only my arm. ”
    Frank shook his head. “No, I don’t. But listen, Joe: these guys are bullies, plain and simple. If we quit, then they get what they want, and they get to keep doing this to other people. Remember what the pizza guy said.”
    â€œThird time this month,” I said.
    â€œThat means they make a habit of this,” Frank replied. “It isn’t right. We’ve never given in to bullies before, and I don’t think we should now.”
    It was my turn to sigh. “We don’t know what they’re capable of, Frank,” I said. “Or even who they are. If they get us again, they can do whatever they want, and we can’t finger them for it.”
    â€œI know,” Frank said with a serious expression. “But we’re in the business of solving problems, and there’s clearly a big hazing problem on the basketball team. Deep down, you must realize this is why Gerther had us join in the first place.”
    I groaned. Truthfully, the thought had crossed my mind.
    â€œI think we have a moral obligation to get to the bottom of it,” Frank said. “Or at least to find out more.”
    I looked at him skeptically, but he just gazed back, totally sincere. I groaned again; I wanted to punch something. Not my brother, because I was pretty sure he was right.
    â€œAll right,” I said, grudgingly. “But I just hope we hold on to all our critical body parts in the process.”
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    There was an away basketball game that afternoon, and to say that Frank and I were ready for it after only one day