She wrote out the check and signed it with a flourish. Then she handed it to me. I felt my eyes go wide as I saw the amount.
“Thanks, Mrs. Mahoney. We’ll get this over to Morris Dunnowitz right now,” I told her. “And we’ll make sure you get a front-row seat at the premiere!”
“I wouldn’t miss it,” Mrs. Mahoney said as she showed us out.
George, Bess, and I piled back into my car, and ten minutes later we were back at the movie compound. We ran straight to Morris’s office.
“Look what we got for you!” I cried, waving the check as I rushed inside without knocking. “Mrs. Mahoney gave us money for the movie!”
Then I realized Morris had a visitor. “Oh!” I cried, shoving the check back into my pocket. “I’m so sorry. I’ll wait outside.”
“Not at all,” said the man sitting across from Morris. “Your news sounds much too exciting to wait.”
“Nancy, this is Peter Wyszinski,” Morris said.
I recognized the name immediately. “You’re the new CEO of Rackham Industries,” I said as I reached out to shake Mr. Wyszinski’s hand. “I’m Nancy Drew,” I told him.
“Ah, Carson’s daughter,” Mr. Wyszinski said. “I’m pleased to meet you.”
“You might want to make that very pleased,” Morris suggested. “Nancy’s a sleuth extraordinaire. I suspect she’s the one who found those millions that belong to your company.”
I shook my head. “No, that would be my friend George here,” I said. I grabbed George’s arm and pulled her forward. “George is a computer wiz. She did some digging in Jeffrey Allman’s hard drive and found those overseas accounts where he stashed the cash that he stole from Rackham Industries.”
“Well then, you have my unending gratitude,” Mr. Wyszinski told George. “You’ve saved my company from going bankrupt during the first month I’m in charge of it!”
“Mine too,” Morris said. “George, because of what you did, Mr. Wyszinski is investing in our movie, so we can finish it.”
“Oh, that reminds me!” I cried. I pulled Mrs. Mahoney’s check back out of my pocket and handed it to Morris. “Mrs. Mahoney wants you to have this—it’s another donation toward making the movie.”
Morris took it with a big smile. “Thanks, Nancy. I’ll go see her tomorrow to thank her in person.”
“And here’s something just for you.” Mr. Wyszinski handed George a check for one thousand dollars. One thousand! You could have heard her squeals of joy all the way down in the bottom of the river cave.
George turned to me immediately. “I’m giving you a hundred dollars for those sneakers you paid for,” she told me.
“And you’ll be giving the rest to me, for safekeeping,” Bess informed George. We all know how irresponsible George is with money.
“As long as you promise not to embezzle it,” George teased. Everyone laughed.
“Hey, what is everybody standing around for?” I asked. “We’ve got a script to rewrite! And it’s going to have some juicy lines for me.”
It probably meant lots of juicy lines. But the idea didn’t scare me. “I’m not going to let you down,” I told Morris. “A thief and a villain—that’s a role an actress-detective lives for. I can’t wait!”
Carolyn Keene, Action!
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