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"Until photos of their house show up online and then they remember that you heckled theed his eyes away frohtfulness "What did that last e-mail from them say? Oh, yes I believe their exact words were, ‘Come near our property and ill not hesitate to notify the authorities’ "

"But they didn’t say which authorities," Ian said, his smile still plastered on his face "Maybe theyauthority on clie"

Oh, Ian

This plan--whatever it entailed exactly--was so er, two parts music trivia, three parts rebel Add a handful of jalapeños and some marsh I said was going to ht need it for running I tried to send Rowan an abandon-all-hope shrug, but his eyes locked onto the road

" ‘Look for a mossy, broken-down fence a few kilon,’ " Ian read from his phone He stuck his head out into the wind, and his hair puffed into a large dandelion "Addie, did you see that sign back there? Did it look kind of bent to you?"

"It was a Guinness advertiseot arrested?" Rowan hadn’t known Ian long enough to understand what he was up against "The break-in wasn’t that long ago You know the owners are going to be on high alert They’re probably sleeping with shotguns under their pillows"

"A fan got arrested?" I flicked the back of Ian’s head Was the fan part of his brain co the corew "That was a whole year ago, and that girl was a er’s house Not when they’re home"

"Because you only walk into a stranger’s house when they’re not home?" I clarified

"Oh, she did lasses off and wiped at his eyes in a move that made him look like an old, tired businessman--but because it was Rowan, a cute, old, tired businessman "She made a ham-and-banana sandwich in the kitchen and then ate it while rolling around on the carpet The owners were sleeping upstairs, and she woke them up"

"Ew," I wailed "Ha?"

"Definitely not Irish," Rowan said, a wry s his face "Haven’t you heard? All we eat are potatoes and beef stew"

Ian clasped his hands prayerlike in front of hiuys I proross sandwich and roll around on the carpet No one will see us; no one will know"

I shookstopped working about ten years ago"

He pooched it out even more "The lower lip pout is successful at least seventy-three percent of the time How do you think I passed Español last year? Señora Murdock can never resist it"

I shook e the subject Rowan’s telling you that he doesn’t want to go to Torc Manor, whichto Torc Manor"

"That was the bent speed li his body partially out the"We’re alo"

"Fine" Rowan’s gaze swiveled back and forth froht Cannot get caught My parents are already in a constant state of stress I can’t stir the pot by getting in trouble"