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let out a sigh. “Phew.”
    “But I am wondering what you've gotten us all into, and how long you expect us to keep this up.”
    I just looked at her, feeling helpless. Why, oh why, did I ever tell them I was Shredderman?
    Mom sighed and went back to looking at the TV. “There should be a news brief at the top of the hour. We'll see if they announce anything.”
    The news wasn't on yet. Some stupid show with people kissing was. Mom muted the sound, but that didn't really help. Boy! Were they ever kissing!
    Mom turned the TV off for a minute, then turned it back on. They were
still
kissing.
    Mom clicked it off.
    We watched the clock.
    She clicked it back on.
    Phew!
They were finally done kissing. But now the guy was leaving and the girl was crying! What kind of stupid show was this?
    When it was finally over, Mom sighed and said, “Okay. They should have a few minutes of news now.”
    After a couple of commercials, the news brief started. A man behind a big desk said something about some senator being in trouble, some hur-ricane in Louisiana, and the president taking a trip to India. Then, at the very end, he said, “And for those of you who have been following the Shredderman story, we'll have late-breaking developments for you at five.”
    “At five!”I cried when he was done. “I can't wait two hours!”
    Mom turned off the TV and said, “We'll see what your dad comes up with between now and then.”She gave me a stern look. “In the mean-time, you are banned from your computer, do you hear me?”
    “But, Mo-om!”
    “No!”She shot a finger my way. “You stay off of it!”She paced around a little, then said, “Look. Your favorite show's on in a little while. Watch some TV. The time will fly by.”
    I didn't want to watch TV!
    Not even
The Gecko and Sticky.
    I wanted to know what was going on with Mr. Green!
    Maybe I could ride over to the police station.
    Maybe I could call Mr. Green!
    Maybe I could—
    “Nolan,”Mom warned. “I can see you thinkingover there, and the answer is NO. You are going to stay right here. You are going to
wait
until we find out what's going on. And if that means I have to sit on you to hold you still, I will.”
    “But, Mo-om—”
    She put her arm around my shoulders. “Nolan, I'm trying to protect you. You and Mr. Green and your father. I know it's hard, but sometimes the best thing to do is to do nothing at all.”She smiled at me and clicked on the television. “How many times do I
make
you watch TV, huh?”She laughed. “Enjoy it while you can. I have some phone calls I have to make for work, so you just stay put and stay out of trouble, okay?”
    I nodded. But the more I thought about it, the more I knew I couldn't just sit there watching TV. What kind of superhero hangs around watching cartoons while his ex-sidekick gets hauled off to the police station?
    Not this one!
    No way!
    I moved around some throw pillows and a couch blanket so it sort of looked like I was lying on the couch.
    My backpack was right there, so I took out supplies and wrote a note:
    Please don't be mad—I have to help Mr. Green!
    I put it on top of my fake body, then strapped on my backpack and checked down the hallway.
    The coast was clear.
    So I tiptoed down to the garage, clipped on my helmet, and jumped on my bike.
    It was time to find out what was going on.

Chapter 13
Cops at the Cabin
    The fastest I'd ever gone on my bike before was 24.5 miles per hour. Not fast enough for a speeding ticket, but close!
    But now, boy! My digital speedometer was clocking me at 25 … 26… 26.5 miles per hour!
    I was jumping curbs!
    Cutting corners!
    I was standing up, cranking the pedals like mad!
    I zoomed over the Cedar Creek Bridge. Past Old Town!
    I turned off the main road.
    I turned onto a gravel road.
    Then a dirt road!
    Yes, I did know where I was going. Since Dadhad shown me the map, I knew exactly how to get to Mr. Green's cabin. And when those green logs came into view, I found out that my hunch