He needed to discuss what he’d discovered with Megan and Cody. But first he had to try to save a life. Mr. Irwin needed to know that he was in danger and that Mr. Zuraw would find him all too soon. Jake ran for the physics classroom but it was fourth period and there was no class inside. Jake thought of going back to check the teacher’s wing—maybe Mr. Irwin was in one of the lounges there—but halfway down the hall he nearly bowled over Cody.His friend’s face was a bad greenish color and he kept belching ominously. His shirt was wet as if it had been rinsed out very recently. But he looked like excitement was beating out any lingering nausea. “Did it work?” he asked, grabbing Jake’s arm. “I don’t mind spewing chunks for the team, but I’d like to know I at least barfed for a cause. Did you find out anything good?”“Kinda. I’ll explain everything. First I have to find Mr. Irwin, though.” He cursed himself for saying the name out loud. If Mr. Zuraw knew who Jake was looking for, he wouldn’t even have to interrogate the Proctors—he would know immediately that it was Mr.
