The Kids From B.A.D.
	Stories by Allen Morgan
	detective story collection
	no illustrations
	six stories - 128 pages

The Case Of The Stolen Wallet (part 10)

Everyone waited at the side door and watched as Greg slipped into the school. The halls were clear and he made it through Miss Kimberley's door without being seen. It looked for a moment like everything was going to be all right, then all of a sudden Miss Kimberley came out of the office and started walking toward her classroom. And what was worse, the principal was walking along with her.

John stepped into the school and called down the hall, "Mr. Talbot. Excuse me, sir, can I speak with you?"

The principal's hand was on the doorknob of Miss Kimberley's room but he turned when John spoke to him. "Oh, it's you, John. What can I do for you?"
John walked down the hall as slowly as he could. When he got there he did his best to get the principal out of the way.

"Listen, Mr. Talbot. I was thinking-maybe you could let the Barton Avenue Detectives have a try at solving this wallet case. If you have a moment free maybe we could all go back to your office and you could fill us in on the facts."

Mr. Talbot smiled but shook his head. He opened the door of the classroom for Miss Kimberley. John groaned silently to himself, sure that Greg would be caught red-handed.

"I'm sorry, John," said the principal. "I've already put in a call to the police and they said they'd send an officer over as soon as they could."

"Mr. Talbot, come here!" called Miss Kimberley from inside the classroom. John followed Mr. Talbot in. He didn't really want to, but he had to find out the worst.

He was pleasantly surprised. The wallet was sitting on the top of Miss Kimberley's desk and Greg was nowhere in sight. The window was open. John sighed with relief. It looked like Greg was safe after all.

"Well, I guess that settles that," said Mr. Talbot after Miss Kimberley had counted her money and found it all there. "I'll call the police back and tell them not to bother."

"It looks like the case is closed, all right," said John happily. "But you know, Mr. Talbot, next time you should call in the Barton Avenue Detectives first thing. Whenever we handle a case we always make sure that everything works out for the best in the end."