Cam Jansen: the Chocolate Fudge Mystery #14
David A. Adler
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No mystery is too great for super-sleuth Cam Jansen and her amazing photographic memory!
Mysteries follow super-sleuth Cam Jansen everywhere she goes...even while selling candy door-to-door. Cam and Eric are knocking on doors to sell candy for their school fund-raiser when Cam notices that there is a full trash can outside of a house that is supposed to be empty. Could someone be hiding inside? Cam is going to find out!
The Cam Jansen books are perfect for young readers who are making the transition to chapter books, and Cam is a spunky young heroine whom readers have loved for over two decades.
inside.” Cam lifted the lid again. She opened the bag and looked inside, “What do you see? What’s in there?” Eric asked. “Lots of apple peels.” Cam shook the bag. “There’s an empty skim milk carton under the peels and an empty box of oat bran,” Cam said. Eric leaned closer. “Yuck,” he said. “It stinks.” Then he looked in and said, “Maybe the paper money bands are at the bottom.” Cam rolled up her sleeves and dug into the bag. “What’s in there?” Eric asked. “More garbage.” Cam pulled
the house to the other side and then out.” Jingle. Cam and Eric started to run. Whoever was following them started to run, too. “Stop! Stop running right now!” someone called out. Chapter Four Cam and Eric stopped running. Cam held Eric’s hand and they slowly turned around. “What are you doing here? I told you that I had to be able to see you from my car at all times.” It was Cam’s father. “You’re standing on someone’s private property,” he said. “You’re not supposed to be here.”
asked Cam, “What makes you so sure there’s someone hiding in there?” “It’s the newspapers on the front lawn,” Cam said. “The newspapers!” her father said. “That’s a sure sign that no one is in the house.” “I smell something,” Mrs. Miller said. “Shh,” Eric said. “I hear something.” Mr. Jansen and the Millers bent down, so they were hidden by the hedges. They were quiet. They didn’t see anyone, but they heard something or someone moving. Tinkle. Meow! The black-and-white cat jumped onto
the back porch again. With its paws and mouth, it tried to open the cardboard carton of milk. Mr. Jansen and the Millers stood up. “Eric and I each looked at a newspaper,” Cam said, “and both papers had the same headline. Whoever is hiding in that house probably bought a bunch of papers the day he went into hiding, rolled them up, and threw them on the lawn so people would think the house was empty.” Eric said, “The woman with the dark glasses may have thrown the papers there.” The cat pulled
hand. “On behalf of the people of this city, I thank both of you. I’m sure the local newspaper and TV reporters will want to know that two young children helped us find a dangerous criminal.” Captain Gardner took out a small note-pad. He wrote Cam’s and Eric’s names and addresses. “Now,” Captain Gardner said, as he turned and started to walk to his car, “you’ve helped me. If at any time, I can help you, please let me know.” “Wait!” Eric called out. “You can help me now. We’re selling chocolate