want a sandwich?” he said.
“Sure. Peanut butter only, please,” the little girl said.
“How about some juice too?” asked Cody.
“Yes, please,” his sister squeaked while walking into the kitchen.
Cody made the two of them sandwiches and walked into the living room. Olive carried the glasses of juice right behind him.
They ate their sandwiches and watched television. Olive loved watching cartoons, and her brother didn’t mind them, either.
The two of them watched cartoons for a few hours. Eventually, Cody dozed off to sleep on the couch. Olive shortly followed his lead.
The evening came and went, and it was bedtime already. Cody said good-night to his mother and sister then hurried to his room. He sat on his bed and looked around his room. It was as if there were a presence in the room with him. The hairs on his arms shot straight up, and goose bumps took over his whole body.
“Papa?” said Cody.
He put his head on his pillow and drifted off to sleep. The nightmares began again.
CHAPTE R VIII Th e Hun t Par t I
T he next morning, Cody woke up early and got ready for school. He decided he would meet up with Zach at his house and surprise him.
Zach was still eating his cereal when Cody arrived at his house.
“What’s up, dude?” said Zach, who was bright-eyed and bushy tailed for a Monday.
“Hey, Zach. Good morning, Mrs. Madden! I thought I would get here early so we could discuss some things about our science project, Zach,” said Cody.
Zach knew exactly what that meant. He finished his cereal, tossed his bowl in the sink, and grabbed his book bag.
“Well, let’s get going. Bye, Mom!” said Zach.
“Bye, honey, have a good day, you two, stay out of trouble,” Zach’s mother advised.
“Bye, Mrs. Madden,” said Cody.
“So I was thinking about this science project…” Zach’s voice trailed off as his mother listened.
The two of them headed out the door and made a right toward the school. They still had a half hour till the first bell. Cody and Zach stopped at the playground right behind the school.
It wasn’t really a playground; it was more of a mulched area with a few rusted swings and worn-out benches. They each sat on a swing and put their feet on the ground.
“I saw something yesterday. I’m not for certain, but I saw something,” said Cody.
“What did you see? The car?” exclaimed Zach.
“Yes, I think, but like I said, I’m not certain. Ol and I were heading up to the store on our bikes, and you know that church on Lincoln? I saw a black car like my drawing parked across the street from it,” said Cody.
“Did you get close to it or write down the plates?” Zach questioned his friend.
“I couldn’t, Ol was with me, and she saw that I noticed something. You know I don’t want her to have anything to do with our investigation. We stopped briefly but kept on going. Believe me, I wanted to cross the street and check it out,” explained Cody.
“I totally get it, dude. I would have done the same thing,” he continued. “Have you ever thought about what we are going to do if we do find this man and car?”
“Yes, absolutely,” replied Cody.
“I mean, what if this guy is completely harmless and was just playing a joke? On the other hand, what if we are onto something and there is a much bigger picture here?” said Zach unsurely.
“Well, first off, that’s a pretty sick joke if that was the case. And secondly, we are onto something big, I just know it. I have this feeling in my gut that tells me so,” Cody explained.
“Your nightmares? I hope you’re right, I really do, buddy,” said Zach.
Cody had told Zach all about the nightmares every night since the incident.
A thought popped into Cody’s head.
“Zach, I have a question for you. You think the man only goes for kids when it’s cold outside?” said Cody. “It was very cold outside that morning, and I was bundled up pretty good. I could have looked younger like a little kid to
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