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bald head.”
    “Who would
want
that stuff?” Garrison asked.
    “An old pageant rival dying to get revenge. Everyone knows a beauty queen is nothing without her hair.”
    “But aren’t all your pageant rivals dead by now?” Theo wondered.
    “I’ll have you know, at least three of my rivals are still living… in nursing homes. And you would be surprisedhow fast they can move with a walker and a tank of oxygen. I’ve put Munchauser on the case. He’s investigating the ladies;
     he sends updates weekly.”
    “I bet the guy in the forest is stealing your stuff. You know, Abernathy? Your greatest failure, the one student you couldn’t
     help… blah blah blah,” Lulu uttered in a bored tone.
    “It
is
awfully suspicious that Abernathy always appears during the burglaries. But it’s impossible. Abernathy simply couldn’t be
     the thief—he’s terrified to enter Summerstone,” Mrs. Wellington said, rubbing her chin.
    “I’m no Sherlock Holmes—although I think with a little training I could be—but it’s obvious Abernathy is working in cahoots
     with someone. Come on, Mrs. Wellington, haven’t you ever read Nancy Drew? I mean, we don’t need CSI to solve this,” Theo finished.
    “Abernathy has never really had any friends. The likelihood of him finding an accomplice seems highly improbable. He lives
     in the Lost Forest. Who is he going to enlist, a squirrel?”
    “Maybe not a squirrel, but you would be surprisedwhat raccoons can do,” Theo said knowingly. “They have opposable thumbs and great night vision. Born burglars.”
    “Well, there you have it! The raccoons are behind it. Guess it’s time for us to hit the road,” Lulu said decisively.
    “Yes, I suppose it is. But just one thing before you go,” Mrs. Wellington said with a smirk.



CHAPTER 5
EVERYONE’S AFRAID OF SOMETHING:
Ornithophobia is the fear of birds.

    S chmidty, please get the lights,” Mrs. Wellington said mischievously as she turned on the projector and clicked a slide into
     focus. “Here we have the lovely Miss Lulu Punchalower at twelve-thirty PM in the lobby of her dentist’s office on Brystale Avenue. And may I add, what a lovely neighborhood you live in. I adore all
     the trees and shrubbery.”
    “Um, this is a total invasion of privacy. I could sue you,” Lulu retorted.
    “By all means. I believe you’re acquainted with my attorney, Munchauser,” Mrs. Wellington said icily as she held Lulu’s stare.
    “And here is Lulu again at one-ten PM , still waiting for someone ‘
to happen
’ to ride the elevator with her, which, lucky for Lulu, finally occurs at one-thirty PM , making her only one hour late for the appointment. Then there are the fake trips to the restroom while out with her family…”
    “Lulu, I’m horrified. Is nothing sacred?” Theo squawked, shaking his head.
    “What? So maybe I like someone to accompany me when taking the elevator or entering small bathrooms with tricky locks. Big
     deal! I may not be totally cured, but
sort of cured
is more than enough to get me through life,” Lulu said indignantly.
    “Life is about more than just getting through, Lulu,” Theo said poignantly. “I guess that’s just another lesson
unelected
people don’t understand.”
    “And now on to London…”
    “Surely you didn’t send someone all the way across the Atlantic to check in on me?” Madeleine askedtensely. “Going through customs alone is such a headache, not to mention the currency exchange.”
    “Never underestimate a beauty queen with airline miles,” Mrs. Wellington said with a snicker. “Madeleine, it appears that
     you have nearly emptied your piggy bank with under-the-table payments to Wilbur the exterminator.”
    “It is not a
piggy bank!
It’s a travel fund.”
    “Oh, my apologies, dear. A travel fund is much more dignified to pilfer from in the name of bedroom exterminations and netting.
     Yes, dear girl, we have pictures of the veil you’ve been wearing to sleep, waking up