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dirt. Sarah realized no one had been in the basement in years.
    â€œI can’t believe I just saw a dead body,” whimpered Lacey. “It was so gross and that smell.” She continued to wipe her hands on her shirt.
    â€œShhh. I want to hear what the police say.” Sarah placed her ear against the door. Her heart thundered in her chest. It was so loud she feared it would drown out any other sound.
    â€œCan you hear anything?” Jackie whispered. She positioned herself next to Sarah and pressed her ear to the door. The two girls faced each other, their noses almost touching.
    â€œNo, I can hear voices, but I can’t make the words out.”
    â€œI’ve got the weebeejeebees! All that blood.” Lacey grimaced. “I hope I don’t puke again.”
    Sarah glared at her sister. “Shhh.”
    â€œI’m going to catch some fatal disease.” She scowled and continued wiping her hands on her shirt.
    â€œWould you shut up!” Jackie whispered vehemently.
    Lacey clamped her lips together and didn’t make another sound.
    â€œI wonder what happened to the Cat Lady?” Sarah asked.
    â€œI have no idea,” Jackie said.
    â€œThis is a real mystery. Just like this one true crime story—,”Sarah started.
    â€œHow come you guys can talk, but I can’t?”
    â€œShut up!” Sarah and Jackie hissed in unison.
    The voices grew louder and Sarah heard the conversation.
    â€œThey’re in the kitchen,” she whispered .
    Jackie bit her lip and gave her curls a nervous tug.
    â€œThey’re following some bloody footprints,” Sarah reported.
    Sarah heard the voices growing louder.
    â€œThey’re coming this way!” She gasped.
    â€œThe footprints lead to this door,” a police officer said.
    Sarah made eye contact with Jackie as she realized Lacey’s blunder had led the police right to them. Turning, she glared at her sister.
    Seconds later, the basement door flew open and a bright light shone down on them. The policeman had his gun drawn and aimed at the girls. Sarah’s heart lurched in her chest. She’d never had a gun pointed at her before.
    â€œOn the floor, now!” he boomed.
    The girls scurried up the stairs and dropped to the ground, spreading their arms and legs.
    At the sound of the officer’s command, another officer loomed in the doorway and stared down at the girls.
    â€œKlonsky, search them for weapons,” the first officer said.
    Lacey started to cry. “We didn’t do it! We just found the body!”
    â€œYeah,” Sarah piped up.
    Her pulse raced as Klonsky probed her for weapons. His rough hands on her body made her skin crawl. Sarah winced and shivered. She made eye contact with Jackie, grimaced, and shook her head.
    â€œNo weapons, Walker,” Klonsky said.
    â€œOkay, let’s get them cuffed and down to the station,” Officer Walker said.
    â€œWait, we didn’t do anything!” Sarah yelled. She glanced at Lacey and groaned. Her T-shirt was smeared with blood. Sarah’s spirits sank. We’re in big trouble.
    â€œWe’re innocent!” Jackie screamed and flailed her arms.
    â€œWe’ll talk about that downtown. Now get moving,” Officer Walker said, pushing Sarah forward.
    She moved a few steps to the right to get past the officer’s belly. A lover of donuts , Sarah observed and stifled a nervous bubble of laughter.
    â€œWe’re going to jail,” Lacey sobbed.
    â€œWe didn’t do anything,” Sarah insisted.
    â€œWe’ll talk downtown,” Klonsky said, escorting the girls to the police car.
    Walking to the cruiser, Sarah noticed a small crowd forming across the street. She studied the faces of the Cat Lady’s neighbors and watched their expressions harden when they saw the girls in handcuffs. Suddenly, feeling like a criminal, she lowered her gaze.
    Klonsky opened the car door. “Watch your