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how are we going to do this? I mean, we are twelve years old, we don’t have any clue how to go about this, do we? And what are we going to do once we find the car?”
    “I know, I know. If we are going to do this, we need to be smart. We need to put in the time and effort on top of our schoolwork. I understand if you don’t want to do this,” Cody explained.
    “I’m in, dude,” Zach replied.
    The boys continued to devise a plan. Both Cody and Zach were smarter than they appeared. Even though Zach was considered a jock and class clown at school, he could always think of ideas.
    The first step was simple. The boys needed to find out if the man in the black car lived in Tippwood. They made a map of the city and drew a radius from where the vehicle pulled over. On foot or with their bicycles, they both covered zoned areas and would take notes of any vehicle that even remotely resembled Cody’s drawing. With Cody’s new camera, which he received for Christmas, they would secretly snap pictures of every car and license plate. They knew they had to be careful doing so. Step one of their plan was in place.
    Over the next few days, with the weather decent, they rode their bikes together to different parts of the city after school. On a few occasions, Cody thought he saw the vehicle, but it never was the exact same car he saw.
    In their first few days, the two of them took just three photos. They jotted down three license plates as well. Not knowing what the make of the car was made it very difficult. Together, they had covered just about a third of the city that had a population of sixty thousand people.
    The searching became a wild goose chase. It really didn’t seem like they were going to find the car or the man. On one occasion, they thought they were getting close and actually found the car.
    On Tuesday, the boys rode to a neighborhood just south of the church in their continuing coverage of the area. The boys found something.
    While riding their bikes down Roosevelt Avenue, the boys noticed a black car in a driveway. Cody believed that the car on Roosevelt was the exact car. The boys stopped on the sidewalk across the street from the house.
    “Zach, that might be the car.” said Cody.
    “Are you sure?” asked his friend.
    “No. Not at all, it just looks like the closest thing to my drawing and what I remember.” said Cody.
    “Ok, what do we do now?” Zach asked.
    “I don’t know. Let’s write down this address and come back tomorrow. We need to think of something to say if we knock on the door. We need to find out who lives there.” explained Cody.
    “Ok, let’s come back tomorrow after school. I will think of something.” replied Zach as he wrote down the address and license plate number.
    The boys turned around and headed back up the street. As they were leaving, a curtain moved in the front window of the house. The boys failed to see it.
    The next day, school went by fast and the two friends met up at Cody’s house after.
    “Ok, ready to go?” asked Zach, walking up the driveway to meet his friend in the back yard.
    “Yep. Let’s go.” replied Cody. “I came up with something that might work.”
    The boys headed down the driveway and towards the sidewalk.
    “What is it?” asked Zach.
    “I’ll show you when we get there.” said Cody.
    It took about ten minutes to get to Roosevelt and to the boys’ surprise; the black, long car was waiting in the driveway. The two stopped on the other side of the street.
    “Ok, here’s my plan.” Cody said reaching in to his draw string bag. “We are going to act like we are selling candy for a fundraiser for school.”
    He pulled out a box of candy from the bag.
    “Ok, that will work.” responded Zach.
    “It’s the best I could come up with.” said Cody.
    Cody and Zach turned towards the house and started walking. The house was cottage-like with a long driveway. It looked like a normal house and it had two big windows with curtains on each side.