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package’s whereabouts.
    Bernard put a hand to his forehead, as if the strain of the situation were too much to handle. It was clear how easily things could go missing in the Zumbro house. Only twelve hours after the vital package had been discovered, Max had almost thieved it for a birthday gift.
    “Hmm,” Daisy said. “I didn’t think the package would look like that.”
    “What did you think?” Spencer said.
    Daisy shrugged. “I thought it’d be a little black box covered in stickers that say top secret. ”
    “Something you should know about top secret packages,” Bernard said. “They never say top secret. ” He leaned forward and picked up the mailing tube. He examined the postage stamps and the address label.
    “Oh, the irony,” Bernard muttered. “After all his time out searching, Alan could have found what he was looking for right here at home.” Bernard shook his head. “That’s irony.”
    Bernard sighed and tucked the package into the front of his striped overalls. Standing, he glanced at the clock once more. “Time’s up,” he said. “Best be getting on the road.” He turned to Spencer and Daisy. “You two got any luggage?”
    “They’re not going with you,” Alice said.
    “Whoa, lady!” Bernard held out his hands. “You can’t go making statements like that. These kids are part of the team. They’re off the grid now, so regardless of what happens, they’re going into hiding until the mission is over.”
    “What about school?” Alice said.
    “About school . . .” Spencer muttered.
    “We’re good!” Daisy said. “We just got suspended. Can’t go back till March.”
    Alice shook her head, as if she couldn’t allow the idea of suspension to enter her brain right now. “What about your parents?” she said to Daisy. “You can’t go off the grid with your parents!”
    Daisy scratched her forehead. “Actually, I think they’d be okay with it.”
    “Are you kidding?” Spencer said. “Your parents are, like . . . super protective!”
    Alice threw her hands in the air. “What does that make me?”
    Daisy turned to Spencer, her eyes full of sincerity. “I think it’s time to tell my parents.”
    “Tell them what?”
    “The truth,” Daisy said. “About everything.”
    “We’ve been over this, Daisy,” said Alice. “Telling your parents would put them onto the BEM’s radar. It would make your whole family a target. I promised Walter that I wouldn’t—”
    “But they’ll believe me!” Daisy said. “They’ll believe anything I say!” Again it was quiet around the kitchen table.
    “Problem is,” said Bernard, “you can’t say anything. I’m no parent, but I don’t imagine your folks will let you ride out of town in a stranger’s garbage truck. We’ll have to slip out quietly without confronting your parents.”
    “That’s not my way,” Daisy said. “I tell them everything!” She looked from face to face, but no one would hold eye contact. “At least a note!”
    Bernard nodded. “Keep it vague. We can’t have anyone finding out where we’re going or how long we’ll be there.”
    “Disneyland,” Daisy said. “We’re going to Disneyland.”
    Spencer fished a paper and pen from a drawer and passed them to Daisy. She stooped low over the page, her tongue sneaking out in concentration. When she began to write, Spencer, Alice, and Bernard couldn’t help but watch every unconvincing word unfold.
Dear Mom and Dad,
    Spencer needs some help. He’s going to Disneyland with his dad and I have to go along. Luckily, we’ve been suspended from school, so we won’t miss anything important. Be back soon!
    Love, Daisy
    She dotted the i in her name and sat back.
    “Lovely note,” Bernard muttered.
    Alice sighed. “That’s it?” she said. “Your folks are going to buy that?” She shook her head. “Of course, I have to be the bad guy again. I have to deliver the note and answer phone call after phone call from your parents.”
    Daisy tapped her