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Kira put her head in her hands with a moan. “We’re not getting anywhere!”
She, Trevor, and Rob had been sitting around for hours, brainstorming and eliminating theories. She raised her head and grabbed a piece of sandwich paper, crumpling it into a tight ball with a growl of frustration. Trevor had gone out to get them subs for lunch. She squeezed the ball of paper in her hand.
“Maybe it’s time to let your detective friend know what’s going on,” Rob said.
Trevor opened his mouth to protest, but Kira cut him off. “I would only do that as a last resort. I promised to keep the theft quiet, remember?”
Rob snorted. “You just want to crack the case on your own.”
She had to admit, that did have something to do with her reluctance to call Nick and tell him everything. But her reputation f
