“But what about Peppin? Maxzyne, you don’t think they’ll catch him, do you?”
“Nah. He’s got Jameson sidetracked. So while he’s looking for Peppin, let’s get back to the window. I bet Peppin’s there already. Come on!”
Crawling from their hiding place, they see the damage that they have caused to yet another display. Although Mr. Tracy actually knocked everything over, Maxzyne knows they will be blamed. Worse, they think she and Elise are stealing! Her cheeks burn. “We’re in big trouble, and I still haven’t convinced Gigi to save your heads, Elise!” Her shoulders droop. “I just need to focus instead of . . .” Her voice trails off.
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