by J. A. Areces
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Jesse put down the cell phone. The wizard must be on to something, he thought. And what am I doing just sitting here? I should be helping, but how? I don’t even know who Mr. Claw is? No one does. He looked at the top of the stairs. The door was shut and the boxes were still there. Right then Jesse decided that he would be the one to find out, he went back around his desk and up the steps. He stood before the door – his heart beating so fast he could hear it -- then placed his right hand on the door handle and tried to open it, but it was locked. What a relief. Jesse was scared but he decided he would wait until someone showed up. Someone always came. The boxes were opened every night. Jesse went back down the stairs, pulled down the blinds, turned the sign over on the door to read CLOSED and sat at his desk. He turned on the laptop and began to surf. He was going to wait all night for Mr. Claw to return and then he would be able to identify him.
