John, Mike, Ben and Sally have formed a detective club called the Barton
Avenue Detectives. The following story is the third of six cases contained
in this collection.
The Made-For-TV Robbery (part 1)
On Saturday Sally was over at John's house looking through the paper
for a case the detective club could investigate. The only trouble was, the
police seemed to be solving all the crimes so there wasn't much left for
anyone else to work on.
John grumbled about it as he scanned the pages. "Fat chance we
have with them grabbing all the headlines. You'd think they'd get tired
of arresting everyone all the time and take a rest for a change. It isn't
fair. We've got to work too."
"They're only doing their job," Sally said.
"Well, what about our job?" asked John. "We're the Barton
Avenue Detectives. We've got a right to solve some crimes too. But they
just go around catching all the crooks and locking them up. Pretty soon
they'll have them all put away and where will we be then? No crooks. No
crimes. And there won't be any detective club either because there won't
be anything left for us to detect!"
Sally had to agree. She was just about to suggest that they start a
newspaper club instead when John cried out triumphantly and pointed to the
page he was reading.
"Here it is - the perfect case. Look at this headline, Sally!"
He held up the paper for her to see. Milk Store Bandit Strikes Again.
It was definitely a possibility, and the best part was, the police didn't
have a clue who the bandit was.
"He's held up five places already," read John happily. "Here's
his description: tall and thin, wears a trench coat and a hat, pulls a stocking
down over his head..." He stopped reading. "A stocking? What's
he want to wear a stocking for? He'd look ridiculous."
"Sure he would," agreed Sally. "But he doesn't wear it
on the street or anything, just when he's doing a robbery. Then the stocking
mushes up his face so you can't tell what he really looks like."
"Oh, I see what you mean. Pretty neat. Anyway, Sal, this is right
up our alley," John continued. "All we have to do is figure out
where he's going to strike next. Just imagine the headline then: Kids
From B.A.D. Do It Again."
"But how do we know which store to watch?" asked Sally.
"Maybe we could guess."
"Are You kidding? There are hundreds of milk stores in this city.
Our chances are next to nothing."
"Yeah, that's true," admitted John. "Maybe it's not such
a hot case after all. Do you see anything else in the paper? Maybe there's
a kidnaping we missed."
But they didn't have time to check, because just then the other two
detectives came running up onto John's porch. Mike was out of breath but
Ben was shouting all the way.