didnât you?â
âYes, but I wanted the police to go around and arrest Mrs. Sharpe and Tarquin!â huffed Josh.
Petty had maximized one photo on her computer so it filled the whole screen and was now peering so closely at it that her nose was against the monitor. âWho cares about them?â she said, with growing excitement in her voice. âJosh! Where is this?â She jabbed her finger at the picture of Momâs rock garden. Josh noticed, for the first time, that something bright was shining under one of the rocks. Probably a bit of a broken bottle.
âI took that in the front garden,â said Josh. âWhy?â
âTake me there! Right away!â demanded Petty, springing to her feet. Josh and Danny shrugged at each other and led the way. Two minutes later, Petty Potts was on her hands and knees, scrabbling through the rockery. It was a good thing Mom had gone inside after wiring the hedge birds back on. She would have been horrified. But after just a few seconds, Petty leapt to her feet. She held up something covered in dirt. âYESS!â she cried. âLook! Josh! Danny! I canât believe it!â
They stared closely at the thing in her hand. Some of the loose dirt fell away from it. It was a glass cube.
âWowâitâsâitâs one of those S.W.I.T.C.H. cube thingies!â breathed Danny.
Now he could see a holographic image inside the glass. It looked a bit like an alligator.
Petty Potts held the cube to her cheek. âAnother REPTOSWITCH cube! I knew they couldnât be far away! I knew it. Now . . . if only I could remember where Iâd hidden the rest.â
âAre you sure you hid them?â said Josh.
âYesâmy memory is burnt out in places, as you know. But I remember hiding the cubes where I could find them later in an emergency. There are another four of theseâthe REPTOSWITCH onesâhidden somewhere near the lab,â explained Petty.
âExcept you forgot where,â pointed out Danny.
âYes! Exactly! So far, Iâve only managed to find the cubes with the BUGSWITCH code. All the others have been lost for years! And thatâs why I need your help. Will you look for REPTOSWITCH cubes for me?â asked Petty, smiling at them hopefully. (She looked less like a spider in a web this time.)
âLook,â said Josh. âWe will help you. We will look for your cubes. But we wonât change into any more bugs. OK?â
âAbsolutely fine!â said Petty. âI would never dream of asking you to.â
She put the glass cube in her pocket. She put her rather muddy fingers on each of their heads.
âJoshâDanny. Welcome to the S.W.I.T.C.H. Project!â
âWell, this is lovely, I must say!â The Best Garden judge smiled approvingly at the garden. âI particularly like these!â he added, patting the hedge birds. âThey must have taken years to grow and cut into such delightful shapes.â Around the judge, the crowd murmured, impressed.
âOh yesâyears,â agreed Mom, smiling back, nervously. âBut I have to admit to you that yesterday somebody came along and chopped them off. I had to wire them back on.â
The crowd gasped and the judgeâs eyebrows rose up. âThey wonât last, of course,â went on Mom. âIn a week the leaves will have died, but for now they look fine. I hope it wonât mean Iâm disqualified, but Iâd rather not pretend.â She was still amazed that the hedge birds had been returned. Josh and Danny had run into the house to tell her that the hedge birds were lying on the garden path yesterday afternoon.
âWellâI think itâs very good of you to be so honest,â said the judge. âI certainly wonât disqualify you over someone elseâs nasty trick.â
The crowd walked on, and Mom, Josh, and Danny walked on too. They watched as the judge inspected other