The Amazing Spazzes
“I take it you recognize the images, Megan?” Jerry said with a raised brow.
“Of course!” Megan nodded eagerly with stars in her eyes, “That’s the Bostov’s Beauty Pageant, only held every two years where we live. If you win the pageant, you’re crowned as the The Lady until the next pageant.”
“You sure seem to know a lot, sis,” Tony remarked. Then, with a teasing tone, he asked, “Were you thinking about entering the contest?”
“It did cross my mind a few times,” she admitted sheepishly, “but it’s too late now.”
“Why is that?” asked her twin. Jerry answered this time, “Because the pageant is only for children nine to twelve years of age. It’s meant to boost academic enthusiasm since winning the pageant means your college fees are paid by half. Call it a sort of scholarship, if you will.”
“Wow, that’s lucky. Bet you could’ve won, Megan,” Marc hummed.
“Aw, thanks, Marc.”
“Unfortunately,” Jerry gave Lee and Tony a stern look as they snickered behind their hands, “it seems that someone is targeting members of the pageant. Lena Lee is this year’s coordinator; Reeve Wenham was the last pageant winner, and Dante Lee was the coordinator the pageant before.”
“It’s alternating between coordinator and pageant winner?” Lee looked confused, “That doesn’t make sense. I mean, if the bad guy took the winners, sure-but coordinators, too?”
“That’s what the four of you are to figure out.” Jerry pressed a button on his computer, changing the images on the screen. One was of a pretty girl with blue eyes, her wavy blonde hair held back by a headband. The other two were of two black haired Asians; one handsome male with his shoulder length hair and one female with her long hair tied in two pigtails.
“Hey, those two look like siblings!” Tony pointed to the two images of Lena Lee and Dante Lee. Jerry smiled at his observation, “That’s because they are. And yes, we’ve looked into Wenham’s profile to see if she has any siblings.”
“So does she?”
Jerry shook his head. “Wenham is an orphan, so we’ve taken her DNA sample and ran it through our WOOHP database. No matches.”
“That’s a pity,” Lee stared dazedly at Reeve’s smiling face. “She’s really pretty.”
Megan pinched his arm.
“Ow!”
“Now,” the Clark’s boss continued, “I’ll be sending the four of you to the scene of the crime. Megan, Marc, you’ll head to Wenham’s apartment. Lee, Tony, you two will check out the Lee residence. Search for clues and report back to me later. This mission could be a long one.”
“Of course!” Megan nodded eagerly with stars in her eyes, “That’s the Bostov’s Beauty Pageant, only held every two years where we live. If you win the pageant, you’re crowned as the The Lady until the next pageant.”
“You sure seem to know a lot, sis,” Tony remarked. Then, with a teasing tone, he asked, “Were you thinking about entering the contest?”
“It did cross my mind a few times,” she admitted sheepishly, “but it’s too late now.”
“Why is that?” asked her twin. Jerry answered this time, “Because the pageant is only for children nine to twelve years of age. It’s meant to boost academic enthusiasm since winning the pageant means your college fees are paid by half. Call it a sort of scholarship, if you will.”
“Wow, that’s lucky. Bet you could’ve won, Megan,” Marc hummed.
“Aw, thanks, Marc.”
“Unfortunately,” Jerry gave Lee and Tony a stern look as they snickered behind their hands, “it seems that someone is targeting members of the pageant. Lena Lee is this year’s coordinator; Reeve Wenham was the last pageant winner, and Dante Lee was the coordinator the pageant before.”
“It’s alternating between coordinator and pageant winner?” Lee looked confused, “That doesn’t make sense. I mean, if the bad guy took the winners, sure-but coordinators, too?”
“That’s what the four of you are to figure out.” Jerry pressed a button on his computer, changing the images on the screen. One was of a pretty girl with blue eyes, her wavy blonde hair held back by a headband. The other two were of two black haired Asians; one handsome male with his shoulder length hair and one female with her long hair tied in two pigtails.
“Hey, those two look like siblings!” Tony pointed to the two images of Lena Lee and Dante Lee. Jerry smiled at his observation, “That’s because they are. And yes, we’ve looked into Wenham’s profile to see if she has any siblings.”
“So does she?”
Jerry shook his head. “Wenham is an orphan, so we’ve taken her DNA sample and ran it through our WOOHP database. No matches.”
“That’s a pity,” Lee stared dazedly at Reeve’s smiling face. “She’s really pretty.”
Megan pinched his arm.
“Ow!”
“Now,” the Clark’s boss continued, “I’ll be sending the four of you to the scene of the crime. Megan, Marc, you’ll head to Wenham’s apartment. Lee, Tony, you two will check out the Lee residence. Search for clues and report back to me later. This mission could be a long one.”