But first they had to get Jack. When Jessica knocked on the door to room 24B, it creaked open. She peeked inside.
“Hey there, cowgirl,” Jack said. “Look what I found.” Grinning from ear to ear, he held up a manila envelope.
Jessica tiptoed into the office and glanced around. The police must have confiscated the trash because there were no more pizza boxes, candy wrappers, or half-full Pepsi bottles. Only books and stacks of papers still gathering dust in Wolf’s creepy office. Jessica waited for Lolita to scoot inside and then shut the door behind them.
“What is it?” Jessica asked.
“Come see,” he said, waving the envelope in the air.
“Let me see that,” Lolita said, grabbing the envelope. “Is this the book Fingal O’Flannery stole from the professor?” She opened the envelope and pulled o
