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“You rock, buddy You absolutely rock”

“You too, e said

They locked arms in the Roman forearm handshake, like Charlton Heston and Stephen Boyd in Ben-Hur

“Ubi fumus,” said Hawk

“Ibi ignis,” Pidge answered

Where there’s smoke, there’s fire

Pidge twisted the gold foil tight around the bottle of Cointreau, and then the two boys advanced side by side up the long stone ay toward the front porch There was a card taped to a glass panel on the front door “To the members of the Press: Please, leave us alone”

Hawk rang the bell

Bing-bong

He could see the gray-hairedrooure walked through the house, turning on the lights in each roo his way to the front door

And then the door opened

“Are you the boys who called?” Connor Campion asked

“Yes, sir,” Pidge said

“And what are your names?”

“Why don’t you call e for now, and he’s Hawk We have to be careful What we know could get us killed”