Philip and the Thief

By John Paulits

After Philip solves a few neighborhood mysteries, he decides to open a detective agency with his best pal Emery. Their classmate Jason starts making fun of their efforts, though, and being a detective suddenly isn’t so much fun. But soon Jason is accused of stealing money from the teacher, and Emery encourages Philip to solve the case and

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gypsy Shadow Publishing
• Release date: Mar 11, 2020
• ISBN: 9781619504936

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Contents

Copyright Page

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

About the Author

Philip and the Thief

by

John Paulits

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Copyright © April 24, 2012, John Paulits

Cover Art Copyright © 2102, Charlotte Holley

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ISBN: 978-1-61950-493-6

Published in the United States of America

First eBook Edition: April 30, 2012

Dedication

To My Former Students at P. S. 1 and P. S. 124

Chapter One

Philip the Great, shouted Philip Felton as he bounced noisily down the stairs from his bedroom to the living room, purple Jolly Rancher in hand.

Philip, you’re so humble, said his father, looking up from the sofa, where he lay reading the Saturday newspaper.

Philip, don’t talk like that, said his mother as she passed through the living room, carrying Philip’s little sister Becky on her way upstairs. It sounds very impolite. If anybody heard you…and candy again?

His mother’s voice trailed away as Philip watched her climb the steps. He walked over to his father. That’s not what I meant. I didn’t mean great like better than everybody, Dad.

Well, you are great, Flipper. Even if your tongue is purple. He reached over and messed Philip’s hair.

I meant like Nate the Great, said Philip. He solves the neighborhood’s mysteries. You read me a couple of the books.

I know Nate the Great well, said Mr. Felton. He’s a fine boy. Since you’re using his name, you better have solved a mystery or two to back it up.

I did! exclaimed Philip. Remember last night when Emery came over?

Emery Wyatt was Philip’s best friend, except for when they argued. He sat across from Philip in Mr. Ware’s fourth grade class at the Donovan Elementary School.

I remember. Take the candy out of your mouth when you talk.

Philip removed the Jolly Rancher and said, We were upstairs in my room. I gave him a candy bar, a Snickers. He only ate half of it.

A half of a candy bar went uneaten? said Mr. Felton. That’s a mystery right there. I thought you guys didn’t stop until you devoured every candy bar in sight.

He might have been filled up from the two Milky Ways and the Baby Ruth he already ate.

Ah, I see. Mystery solved.

That’s not the mystery, Dad. I woke up this morning and remembered the half a candy bar, but I couldn’t remember what Emery did with it. I knew he didn’t eat it.

Go on.

He didn’t take it home, either, said Philip, because I remembered his hands were empty when he left. Then I saw a brown fingerprint on my wall, and it had to be a chocolate fingerprint of Emery’s.

Why Emery’s fingerprint and not yours? And clean the wall before your mother sees it.

I will, said Philip. "Emery’s because I gave Emery the soft candy bars and he got all chocolaty. I