A Friend

of a Friend

Hercule leaped up off his knees, elated. He

grabbed my paws and spun me around

until my brains felt like cottage cheese. “THANK YOU!”

“You’re welcome, Hercule!” I cried,

staggering across the room to grab hold of

my desk. “Now tell me more about this case.

What’s so important that you need my help?”

“Well, my cousin Brutella Hercule’s

friend

vacationed in HAWAII last

year. And this friend became friends with a

jewelry designer there. Brutella met her at

a party when she came to New Mouse City on business, and they became friends. And now she needs help!”

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