Another Musketeer
"Messed up on a Hollywood bedsheet in—wait, is he sharing a room with his cat?"
Tom was beginning to like Professor Atticus more and more every second.
And the man was right—this one was too easy. Tom got up from his desk, excited to email Hana. Then he will show all the new clues to his dad.
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It took him ten minutes to manoeuvre everyone in the sitting room in order to sneak to the basement, where he would use his dad's computer. But he was disappointed when he arrived. Then it took him another couple minutes to clean the sticky spots off the keyboard from whoever's fingers used it last. They'd broken the no-food-at-the-computer rule. Whoever did this must've helped him or herself to a popsicle while using the computer; it's easy to guess who made the mess. Lorena or Mom.