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sneaked up on us. ”
                  “ What do you mean, ‘ sneaked up ’ ? ”
                  “ Well, we were looking in the plane, and all of a sudden he was standing right there. He might have heard what we were talking about. ”
                  “ So he sneaked up, just like Elise here. ”
                  Peter looked up to see his sister standing in the doorway with a plate of cake.
                  “ You two should have some cake, ” she told them. “ It ’ s good. ”
                  Henrik leaned forward. “ So what happened? Did you find the gun or not? ”
                  “ I ’ m sure he has it, ” Peter explained. “ And I think he knows we know. ”
                  “ How do you know? ” Henrik wrinkled his brow.
                  “ He wanted to talk to me just as I was leaving. He said, ‘ I have to tell you something, ’ but then a man from the boatyard came up, and they started talking about his airplane. How come people always interrupt when someone is going to tell you something important? ”
                  “ Hmm, ” said Henrik. “ Maybe we should keep an eye on Matthias, after all. ”
                  “ I think we should, ” agreed Peter. “ I mean, first there was the gun, then he starts talking about a wedding, and now he ’ s acting really suspicious. ”
                  Elise wrinkled her nose at the boys. “ You ’ re not making any sense, Peter. None of what you ’ re saying fits together. Maybe Henrik was right the first time. Maybe it was just a flare gun you felt in the plane. ”
                  “ Did I say that? ” Henrik sat up in his bed. “ I ’ m not so sure anymore. ”
                  Elise giggled and turned down the hall back to the kitchen. “ Let me know when you two have it figured out, ” she told them. “ I think you ’ re looking too hard for another detective adventure. ”
                  Peter looked at his friend and shook his head. “ Well, she was right about one thing. ”
                  “ What ’ s that? ”
                  “ It is kind of confusing. First, she believes me about the gun, and you don ’ t. Now you believe me, and she doesn ’ t. Next it ’ s going to be me who doesn ’ t believe it. ”
                  Henrik grinned. “ You have to admit it does sound a little far out. Maybe it was the plane ride.... ”
                  “ That ’ s another thing, Henrik. Do you realize we came this close to getting killed today? ” He held up a hand with his pointing finger and thumb half an inch apart.
                  But Henrik only shrugged and nodded. “ When it ’ s your time to go, it ’ s your time to go, I guess. ”
                  Peter knew he couldn ’ t let that comment just slip by unchallenged. “ And then what? ”
                  Henrik laughed. “ You mean, will I go to heaven? I have no idea, Peter. You ’ re the one with those kinds of answers. Maybe we ’ ll figure things out better after a piece of cake. ”
                  “ I thought you had a stomachache. ”
                  Henrik patted his stomach, smiled, and swung out of his bed. “ Pound cake is the best medicine. ”
                  Back in the kitchen, they found that Matthias had returned, and everyone was laughing at his jokes. Peter found a place in the corner by the window, where he crossed his arms and brooded.
                  I blew it again , he scolded himself. Another chance to tell Henrik about heaven, and I blew it .
                  He looked over at Matthias and wondered how anyone so funny could be a spy, or whatever he was. At least there weren ’ t any gun - shaped bulges in the man