Mic rushed inside, running to the dinning room. “Reen, Safora!” he shouted. “Pete’s calling for you. Come on!” He ran outside followed by Reen and Safora.
“What happened, Pete?” asked Reen as Pete looked at some footprints on the dirt of the pathway.
“Reen, Safora can you see anything wrong around you?” asked Pete as soon as the two children reached the spot where the front door used to be.
Safora looked around her and suddenly she shouted, “Oh, no! The door is missing”. She looked at Miss Nyla and asked her, “Miss Nyla, what had happened to your front door?”
Miss Nyla was too stunned and upset to talk. Pete and Safora took Miss Nyla to their house. Their mother made a cup of hot strawberry tea for Miss Nyla to calm her down. And while Miss Nyla drank her tea, Pete’s mother called the police.
While waiting for the police, the four children tried to inspect the area where the incident happened. Pete gave Safora his camera saying, “Safora, Reen please snap some photos of the footprints and try to investigate them further while Mic and I look for more clues.”
They were very careful not to touch anything around the area as they do not want to disturb any clue or evidence left by the suspect. Then Safora checked all the other doors to make sure that they are not missing.
When the policemen came, they asked the children what had happened and they took some photos of the foot prints that the children had inspected earlier. Later the policemen went to Pete’s house to interview Miss Nyla about her missing front door. After the policemen left, Safora helped Miss Nyla to locked all the other doors at her house while her father called a carpenter to get Miss Nyla a new front door.
Ten minutes later, Pete brought a piece of wood inside a zipper storage bagto the small table out side Mic’s house where the others were already waiting for him. “I only found this clue,” he said. “I think this piece of wood came from the missing door. And there is a fingerprint on it. I found it on the pebbles in front of Miss Nyla’s house after the policemen left the house. But it is very hard for us to find out whose fingerprint is on this wood. Mic, can you please take this clue to the police station and ask the Constable if he knows whose fingerprint it is? And don’t forget to tell him that you’re from the PeforaMeen Solvers. I’ll go home and call our friend, the police chief to tell him about our new mystery. May be he can gave us some advice on what we should do.”
“Right, Pete.” said Mic. “I’ll go with Safora just in case anything happens. Reen, you better go inside and drink some water. I can that see your lips look too dry.” So, the four children left the table and separated into different directions to do their own jobs.
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