"We need to get him," said Cary, "before he gets us worse."
Celeste nodded emphatically, but Baron and Paisley just frowned. They all sat in a circle on the ground in The Cage, their headquarters under the back porch.
"Maybe he'll just stop," said Paisley, stroking her perfect black hair. "Maybe we should wait and see."
Cary shook his head. "Blacksheep won't stop. He's just getting started."
"Maybe if we talk to him about it," said Paisley. "Tell him we don't want him to do any more bad things."
"Hey, Paise," said Celeste. "What kind of person pees in another person's bed? What kind of person gets someone else blamed for stealing five hundred bucks?"
"And threatens to kill me," said Cary.
"That, too," said Celeste. "That kind of person's an evil liar. He'll say anything to
