Riley Mack Stirs Up More Trouble - Plot & Excerpts
said Jake, as he held the radar disc over the sand trap. Riley glanced over at Larry and Curly. The two men were keeping mum. Pouting out their lower lips. Sniffing. Twitching. Yep. Another confirmation. They knew exactly where they had buried a big stack of whatever toxic chemicals Mr. Paxton and Xylodyne didn’t want anybody to know about. Jake’s radar gear was blipping and blooping. “It almost looks like a pile of plastic garbage bags stacked on top of one another, maybe six feet below the surface.” “I bet all those garbage bags are stuffed with gold coins!” said Jamal. Larry turned to Curly. “That’s why those sacks were so freaking heavy!” “Shhh!” said Curly. Shaking his head. Miming for Larry to dummy up. “This is fantastic!” said Riley. “We should come back, late at night, when it’s too dark for the country-club security cameras to see what we’re doing!” Larry and Curly probably didn’t realize it, but they were both nodding. “You guys could do the digging with your backhoe,”
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