ackie turned expectantly toward the cell. Finally, he was going to get some answers.

The prim and proper one spoke up first. “Honestly, Mim,” she said. “We don’t know.”

Mackie stared at her. “You don’t know why you were arrested?” He tried not to sputter. “But what about the blackmail? The pearls? The indecent exposure…”

“Wait. Are they supposed to tell us what they’re arresting us for before they arrest us?” The beautiful, tear-prone heiress managed to sound both surprised and insulted.

“Now, see here…” Mackie started to say, but before he could get out any more than that, the door to the station opened.

Good grief, he thought. What now?

But to his utter and absolute relief, it wasn’t another teenager. It wasn’t another society titan.

It was O’Connell and Rodriguez.