How would you know if some criminal mastermind tried to impersonate your principal? My first clue: he was nice to me.
This fiend tried everything — flattery, friendship, food — but he still couldn’t keep me off the case. Natalie and I followed a trail of clues as thin as the cheese on a cafeteria hamburger. And we found a ring of corruption that went from the janitor, right up to Mr. Big.
In the nick of time, we rescued Principal Zero and busted up the PTA meeting, putting a stop to the evil genius. And what thanks did we get? Just the usual. A cold handshake and a warm soda.
But that’s all in a day’s work for a private eye.
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