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instruments is right under our noses somehow,” Jessie said.
    â€œI know what you mean,” said Henry.
    â€œMe too,” Violet added.
    â€œMe three,” said Benny.
    â€œAnd what’s more,” Jessie went on, “I don’t think this is just a case of someone stealing things to make money. Someone is trying to really hurt the Greenfield Four and ruin their show at the festival tomorrow.”
    â€œI wish we knew why,” said Violet.
    â€œExactly,” said Jessie. “And what if we’re close to finding out?”
    â€œLet’s talk to Zoey!” Benny exclaimed.
    Glenwood Studios was a small building with a tiny parking lot next to it. Inside, the lobby was decorated with framed photos of musicians who had recorded here. A young man was sitting at the front desk, wearing a GLENWOOD STUDIOS T-shirt.
    â€œIs Zoey here?” she asked the young man.
    â€œStudio A,” he said, pointing to the right.
    As the children walked down the hallway, they could hear a vacuum cleaner in one of the recording rooms. They peered in and found the girl with the long ponytail there. “That must be Zoey,” Jessie said.
    Zoey didn’t notice them at first, and continued to vacuum the carpet as well as the walls, which were covered with a funny foam material.
    â€œWhy are the walls soft?” Benny asked.
    â€œThey help absorb noise,” replied Henry. “It helps the music sound better while it’s being recorded.”
    â€œTHEN WHY IS THAT VACUUM SO LOUD?” Benny shouted.
    Just then, Zoey noticed the children and shut off the vacuum cleaner.
    At first she seemed surprised, then she smiled and said, “Oh, hi. Do you have an appointment?”
    â€œNo,” Jessie said. “Actually, we wanted to talk to you.”
    â€œTo me?”
    â€œYes. Did you sell a used keyboard to Tim, the boy who works at Lessenger’s music store, earlier today?”
    Suddenly Zoey seemed worried. “Yes, I did,” she said. “Is there a problem with it?”
    â€œWell …” Jessie said. She and Henry told Zoey how the Greenfield Four’s rehearsal studio had been robbed. “They’re our friends,” Jessie said.
    â€œOh, no!” Zoey moaned, rolling her eyes. “I knew it!”
    â€œKnew what?” Violet asked.
    â€œI knew there had to be a catch!” she said. “Here, I’ll show you.”
    The children followed her outside to the parking lot where her small red car was parked. She opened the trunk, and inside was a second keyboard. The Aldens recognized it immediately. They looked near the on/off switch and found the name “Amy Keller” again, scratched into the metal.
    â€œI bought this keyboard this morning, along with the other one that I sold to Tim. I didn’t need two, so I figured I’d sell one. I made enough money selling the first one to pay for both of them, so I sort of got this one for free.” She sighed. “Or so I thought. I guess I’ll have to give the money back to Lessenger’s and give both keyboards to the Greenfield Four.”
    â€œWho sold the keyboards to you?” Jessie asked.
    â€œI didn’t get his name,” Zoey said, taking a deep breath, “but here’s what happened. I pulled into the parking lot this morning, and a van pulled in behind me. A man got out and started talking to me. I normally don’t talk to strangers, but he seemed to know Glenn, my boss, so I figured he was okay. Anyway, he wanted to know if I wanted to buy some instruments—cheap. He opened the back of the van, and there were the two keyboards.”
    â€œWere there any other instruments inside?” Henry asked.
    â€œYes,” Zoey said, “some guitars and other things. He said he was giving up music and moving out west, and he wanted to sell his equipment to raise money for the trip. I took the keyboards inside, plugged them in, and they both