Cam Jansen and the Summer Camp Mysteries

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Author: David A. Adler
be it!” Cam said.
    Cam closed her eyes and said, “
Click
!”
    Jim threw the ball.
    “Strike one,” Jim called. “That ball was right over the plate.”
    “Hey! Open your eyes,” Fran shouted. “Baseball is more fun that way.”
    “
Click
!” Cam said again.
    Jim threw the ball.
    “Strike two,” Jim called.
    “I’ve got it,” Cam said and opened her eyes just as Jim threw the ball the third time.
    “Strike three,” Jim said. “You’re out.”
    “That’s it,” Cam said. “I know how to solve this mystery.”

C HAPTER T HREE
    Terri ran in from second base. She took her glove from the bench. Then she asked Cam, “What happened?”
    “I
clicked
and saw something. We know our bunk was raided while we were at the lake. But every group is busy. It could only have been a group that was playing near our bunk. I
clicked
and remembered that the basketball courts are right by our bunk.”
    Cam and Terri walked out onto the field. Cam stopped close to third base. Terri’s position was shortstop, about twenty feet from Cam.
    “We’ve got to find out,” Cam said, “who was at the basketball courts while we were at the lake.”
    Jim turned to check if everyone was in position and ready to play.
    “Jim would know,” Cam said.
    Cam and Terri ran to him.
    “Who was playing basketball on the courts just before we got here?” they asked.
    “I don’t know. Now get back to your positions.”
    “But you have a schedule,” Terri said.
    Jim turned away from Terri. He was about to pitch. Cam ran back to third base. Terri ran back to shortstop.
    Danny was the first to bat. He had his hat on backwards. He held his bat at the wrong end. He turned and faced Gina, the catcher, and said, “I’m ready.”
    Jim threw the ball over the middle of the plate.
    “Strike one!”
    “Hey,” Danny said, and turned to face Jim. “I wasn’t ready.”
    Danny turned his hat and bat around.
    “Are you ready now?” Jim asked.
    Danny nodded.
    Jim pitched the ball. Danny hit it on the ground toward Terri, who fielded it and threw to first base.
    As he ran, Danny waved his arms and yelled, “Ready or not, here I come.”
    The ball reached the base long before he did. Danny was out.
    The next batter swung three times and missed.

    There were two outs now as Eric came to the plate. He waved to Cam. Then he waited for Jim to pitch.
    Eric hit the first pitch high into the air, but not very far. Cam stood under it, waited, and caught the ball for the third out. Cam took the ball back to Jim.
    “Just a minute,” Jim said. He picked up the clipboard that was on the ground by his feet. He looked at the top page.
    “B8 was on two of the basketball courts. G9 was on the other two.”
    Cam stopped Eric on his way onto the field.
    “Did your group raid our bunk?”
    “No,” Eric said. “I wouldn’t do that.”
    “Did you see any of the girls from G9 leave the basketball courts?” Cam asked. “While you were playing basketball earlier, our bunk was raided. It was a real mess when we came back from the lake.”
    “I really don’t know about G9,” Eric said. “And I’ve got to get to my position.”
    Eric started toward his shortstop position.Then he stopped and called to Cam, “If you’re solving a mystery, I want to help.”
    Cam sat on the bench next to Terri. “It wasn’t Eric’s bunk that raided us, so it must have been G9,” Cam said. “They were playing near our bunk. It would have been easy for one or two of the girls to sneak off.”
    Cam and Terri watched three girls take their turns at bat. Each of them struck out.
    On their way back into the field Terri said, “Wait till we get even with G9. Fran will help us plan lots of mischief.”
    “First I have to be sure,” Cam said as she walked toward third base. “I don’t want to put popcorn or potato chips in G9’s sneakers if they didn’t raid us.”
    It happened when we were at the lake
, Cam thought while she stood in the field.
It had to be a group that
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