The White Feather Mysteries, Case Files: Season One

By J. D. Howard

The White Feather Mysteries, Case Files: Season One, is a series of six short mystery-adventure stories for the juvenile audience. Join Sam and his friends as they find adventure and solve cases around Sam's hometown of San Diego.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J. D. Howard
• Release date: Mar 10, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370788736

J. D. Howard

The author has worked with youth part-time for twenty years as a mentor, coach, CASA and teacher and has a heart to help young people find their way through the challenges of life. His desire is that this book, and ones to follow in a series, will be a fun, wholesome source of reading for kids. The author lives in Colorado where he enjoys hiking, skiing and amateur archaeology.

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The White Feather Mysteries

Case Files: Season One

J. D. Howard

Text Copyright © 2017 J. D. Howard

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Cover Art © 2017 Isiah Quinn

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Artwork for The Case of the Missing Meteorite, also by Isiah Quinn, © 2017 J. D. Howard, All Rights Reserved

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Preface

The following six short stories are part of the White Feather Mysteries, which also includes the first full-length book in a series,

THE CASE OF THE VANISHING SCROLL

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Table of Contents

The Ambassador’s Daughter

The Mystery of the Model Ship

The Case of the Missing Meteorite

Last Day at the Ranch

Camouflaged

The Mystery of the Sea Cave

The Ambassador’s Daughter

Sick birthday! Sam, Noah, and Emilio battled their way through the crowd at the San Diego Padres baseball game. Sam was a big fan, but this was the first time he was going to see the Padres in person. Thanks for inviting us, Noah. This is great.

Sure. Noah wore the shades Sam had just given him for his eleventh birthday. They were the same age now.

As they got in line for nachos, Sam noticed a man in dress pants and a pink shirt strolling away from them. A note card slipped out of the man’s back pocket as he walked. The card fluttered into the air, landed on its corner and settled to the concrete. The man kept walking.

I’ll be right back. Sam dodged a few fans to retrieve the card. It was blank except for the name Mack and a phone number scrawled in pencil. He looked up to see the man in the pink shirt opening a glass door. Sir! You dropped something.

Pink Shirt went inside.

A bulky security guard stood at the glass door, dressed in nice clothes and a tie. He frowned as he talked on his phone. Behind the guard stood a wall of windows with The Premiere Club painted on it in fancy letters.

Sam cupped his hands around his eyes and looked through one of the windows into the room. People sat at tables, chatting. Others lined up at a buffet of fine food.

Out the far window, Sam could see the green grass of the baseball diamond. He’d love to watch the game from the club.

Hey, kid, you can’t stare in there. The security guard slipped his phone into a holder on his belt, as if it was a gun.

I know. A man dropped this, Sam held up the card. He went inside. He had a pink—

Get out of here. The guard’s look could have broken bricks. Go watch the game. The guard sniffed and wiped at his nose, like he had allergies, something Sam was all too familiar with.

Sam! Emilio waved him over. He and Noah stood at the counter, ready to order.

Coming! Sam shoved the note card into his back pocket. He would come back later. Maybe the guard would be in a better mood. When he turned away from The Premiere Club, Sam bumped into a girl. I’m sorry, he said.

She was a little taller than he, with long brown hair. It’s okay. She smiled, calm amid the bustle of noisy fans. She seemed like a nice person. The man standing next to her was very muscular. He had dark skin, a large nose and a wide chin, and he looked like he was angry. Sam smiled weakly and rejoined his friends. It was the day