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getting hungry, would you?” Frank called down to him.
    â€œI was thinking maybe we could take a break for lunch,” Chet replied.
    â€œGet the jeep,” Joe said, backing down the ladder.
    While Frank told Stock and Katie to keep their eyes open, Joe assured them that he and Frank would get to the bottom of the Saurion’s disappearance. Five minutes later Chet pulled up in his jeep.
    â€œYou sure that antique shouldn’t be in a museum?” Felix asked Chet as he looked over the battered, rusty vehicle.
    Frank and Joe laughed as they climbed in the jeep. Chet ignored his friends’ laughter. Instead he asked Stock directions to the Circuit Diner.
    â€œDidn’t Katie say the Circuit is where all the race car drivers hang out?” Chet asked as he guided the jeep out of the main gate and onto Shore Road.
    â€œRight,” Joe said. “Maybe we can pick up some information about the case there.”
    When they pulled into the parking lot of the diner, Frank said, “Look at the customers’ cars. Every one of them is waxed and polished.”
    Inside, Joe led the group past a long counter with a row of swivel stools in front of it. He headed for one of two empty booths along the side wall.
    Frank glanced around at the customers. Most of them were men in jeans and T-shirts. Frank guessed they had been working on their cars. The two men in the booth next to them looked particularly grimy.
    Frank got up to get a third table setting from thecounter. On his way back he got a better look at the men in the next booth. The dark-haired man with his back to Joe and Chet’s seat wore torn, grease-stained jeans, black leather boots, and leather bands on both wrists. He was short and muscular. The other man had light brown hair and was thin and wiry.
    After the three placed their orders, Frank looked at Chet and asked, “You and Curt Kiser studied that electronic part carefully, right?”
    Chet nodded. “And Jason Dain hardly glanced at it,” Chet replied. “He told me right off it wasn’t anything that went in any car he’d ever seen.” Chet paused while he looked over at the grill to see how their lunches were coming. “I didn’t come away empty-handed, though,” he added with a grin. “Kiser did give me passes to the demolition derby tomorrow. You want to go?”
    â€œSure, we’ll probably be on the grounds, anyway,” Frank said, “especially if we don’t find the Saurion soon.”
    The waitress brought the orders of burgers and fries the three friends had ordered.
    Joe was putting ketchup on his fries when the voices coming from the next booth caught his attention. Frank glanced up to see Joe freeze in midmotion.
    â€œWhat’s wrong?” Frank whispered.
    Joe leaned back against the vinyl, straining to hear more.
    â€œIs something wrong?” Chet finally asked.
    â€œI’m not sure,” Joe said in a low voice. “The guys behind us are talking about a car race. I didn’t hear any names, but one of the guys said that if she goes through with it, it’ll be the last race she’ll ever run.”
    â€œYou sure you heard him say ‘ she’?” Frank whispered.
    Joe nodded grimly. “Yeah, and another thing. He called the car the Death Car.”
    Frank frowned. “Stock received a warning with those same words, remember? These guys could be tied in to what’s been happening on the speedway.”
    â€œDo you think one of these guys pushed over those shelves?” Chet asked.
    Joe silenced Chet while he listened to the voices in the booth behind him.
    After a moment Joe said, “I don’t know, but what they’re saying about the race is more important right now. They’re saying that if Katie Bratton races the Saurion on Saturday, she’s going to die.”

4 The Runaway Robot
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    Joe got up from his seat.
    â€œWhere are you going?” Chet