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who.”
    “You wish, dude,” Ricky said before wheeling
away. A small tug on a joystick sent his automated chair in motion.
“The day I come to you for anything computer-related is a long way
away.”
    Ricky started back toward class. When he was
out of earshot, Kyle and the boys resumed their circle, and this
time, the focus was on their departed friend.
    “I think we can trust him. And we need him,”
Timmy said.
    “Yeah, I agree, Kyle” Wedge said. Kyle turned
and watched Ricky make his way up the ramp. He wanted Ricky to be a
part of this more than any of the other boys, but he knew that the
timing was off.
    “While I agree that we need him, now is not
the right time. We have our own problems to deal with.” Kyle
said.
    Gears chimed in. “Like what?”
    “Like finding out what Jones knows,” Kyle
replied.
    “What’s our next move, Kyle?” Wedge asked,
knowing a mission wasn’t to far off.
    “I need to meet with Samantha, figure out
what she knows. Then we can plan our next move. I’ll meet you in
the usual place, usual time,” Kyle said with a wink.
    The boys went back to class and a short time
later, school finally let out. Kyle chose to walk home alone that
day and he finally reached Sunnydale Drive- the dead end street he
lived on that backed up to Maple Forest. His house was the fourth
from the end on the left, but he walked right by it and proceeded
up the driveway of the house that was one beyond his own. It was
Samantha’s house.
    Samantha was Kyle’s closest friend and had
been for as long as he could remember. She was the only one besides
the three boys who knew Kid Combat’s true identity. She was one of
the original five, a co-founder of the secret group, and the one to
give it its name: the Secret Order of Clever Kids, or SOCKs.
    SOCKs as a unit was still a secret. The town
had heard stories of Kid Combat, but it didn’t know that there were
others. This made it much easier for the five friends to operate;
however, that very freedom had been jeopardized just the night
before.
    Samantha was smart, and she was responsible
for some of the gadgets that Kid used on his adventures. Also ten
years old, she had strawberry blonde hair just past her shoulders,
and she was with Kid every step of the way.
    Kyle walked up her driveway and headed around
the house to the garage, one of SOCKs’s strongholds. From there,
countless missions were planned flawlessly. Kyle knocked on the
door and heard a faint, “Come in.”
    He entered the garage to find it filled with
boxes. It was an unusual sight for him, as the garage was usually
filled with Samantha’s tools and paperwork. She had claimed the
space from her parents last summer and operated a large portion of
SOCKs from there. But Samantha had already started packing her
stuff, to move it to a new secret location—The Playground.
    Kyle didn’t get a chance to speak. Samantha,
who was packing feverishly, beat him to it.
    “He knows who we are!” Samantha said, tossing
her belongings into a box. She was in an obvious state of panic.
And Samantha was never in a state of panic. She was always the calm
one. More and more items flew into an unmarked box.
    “What?” Kid exclaimed in disbelief.
    “Well, not exactly who we are, but he knows
of us,” Samantha said, pointing at herself. “Judging by the
contents of that envelope, Jones knows of SOCKs. He knows something
is going on. I’m afraid if he saw any of this, it will come out,”
Samantha replied.
    “You got this back just in time. We need to
get all this safe,” she said, motioning to nearby documents. “We
need to accelerate The Playground before we are caught.”
    Samantha went back to packing as Kid’s mind
wondered for a moment. How much did Jones find out? How did he find
out? Did he know any names? What were his next steps? These
questions and more whirled around in his head as he tried to put
all this together. He turned from Samantha and took a few small
steps. His right hand was