Roxy Hunter and the Mystery of the Moody Ghost Page #6

- Okay!

- Who was that?

Oh, that was Susan.

Just checking in with her at the bank,

letting her know

you're with me.

But it's Saturday.

Isn't the bank closed?

Just to the public.

Money never takes a holiday, Max.

Now sit in there

and buckle up your seatbelt.

Okay, Roxy,

I'm going to leave you with Max.

It occurs to me that those plans

were okayed by your office

and the financing

arranged by your bank.

And you never did run a check

on that ghost corporation.

We're not going home, are we?

No.

We're not.

Heffalump, Heffalump!

This is Winnie-The-Pooh.

The chicken has flown!

What is going on?

The goose is loose.

The goose is...

Follow Rebecca!

No, Roxy, I've been given

explicit instructions

to wait for Max, so...

If you don't start driving, duck,

I'm going back into

that baby-sitterless house

to run with scissors

and play with matches.

Very good, we roll

like stones with no moss.

Thank you!

Would it be a terrible imposition

to ask what you have me involved in?

Jon went to great trouble

to get me this job delivering firewood,

and I would like to know

before I am freshly fired

for misuse of company property.

Max says that Rebecca hasn't

really been working on the house.

She's been looking for something...

the pink piece of paper

I found called a deed.

I thought a deed

was a good thing you do,

like helping old ladies

across the street

or feeding peanut brittle

to homeless cats.

Peanut brittle? I'm sorry,

you're making no sense to me.

I'm just a simple

pre-med student, Roxy,

who has not slept properly

in two weeks. Please.

With that piece of paper,

Rebecca can steal the Moody house

and turn it into a 'sub-decision'!

She's going to steal the house?

That dastardly woman, indeed.

Get it? In-deed.

'Shady Oak Retirement Community'?

I believe it is an institute

where elderly people are abandoned.

What does she need

with an elderly person?

I'm going to go check it out.

You wait here.

I am sorry, young Roxy,

I cannot let you go

into some strange

establishment on your own.

I will come with you.

Ramma, this is America.

In America, detectives detect

and drivers drive.

That's how it works.

You have to stay in the truck

in case she gives me the slip.

Really, Ramma, I am surprised.

Have you never seen

a 'Humpty Boogert' film?!

But...

It is Humphrey Bogart.

Isn't it? 'Humpty Boogert'.

No, she's right.

Humpty Boogert.

And remember, Maxwell,

if you continue to play fair,

nothing happens to little Moxy.

- It's Roxy.

- Whatever.

I really don't know how you plan on

getting away with this, sir.

Respectability, Maximillian.

Never underestimate the power

of a respectable image.

Throw in little non-traceable

offshore banking,

a few non-extraditable countries,

and I have myself a sweet little

gold-plated multimillion-dollar

champagne-cruise style

of retirement.

In you go.

The hawk!

- There.

- Thank you.

Hello.

Are you Rebecca's 'accomplish'?

I'm sorry, what?

- Her partner in crime.

- Who's Rebecca?

- Sorry to bother you.

- Oh, wait!

It's no bother.

It's nice to have visitors.

I'm Estelle. What's your name, dear?

Estelle?

Estelle Moody?

Estelle Moody?

Oh, my gracious.

I haven't heard that in years.

Yes, I guess I am. Or was.

But you're supposed to be dead.

What?

A little tired maybe,

but not there yet, thank you.

What's this all about?

Exactly my question.

Where're we...

where're we going?

It's none of your business.

You just keep straight, keep walking.

In the car.

In the car, backseat!

You're in the front, Granny.

Let's go. Move it.

Dr Vindri at your service, madam!

Oh, please.

See, Mama, I told you

I would become a doctor.

Hello?

In here.

The gravy train has arrived.

- Hi.

- Well, good.

Now we have everything...

except the children.

- What, both of them?

- I don't know where they are.

They didn't leave

a message or a note.

Is there a law against keeping kids

locked up in the basement?

I think it varies

from state to state.

You want me to drive around,

have a look for them?

Oh, no. If she's with Max,

I'm sure they're fine.

Actually, they're not.

Mom, this really isn't my fault!

Now, the developer's on his way,

and as far as he's concerned,

this is a nice family

having a nice dinner in my house.

You cooperate and nothing bad

happens to Max.

Now, just remember,

all I have to do is press send,

text-message my partner,

and it's buh-bye, four-eyes,

you got it?

You wouldn't dare.

I think I can give you

12 million reasons why I would.

For this old house?

Actually, I think it's for the land.

Oh, bingo.

We just recently learned

the best-kept secret in Serenity Falls...

the original purchase

of the Moody Estate

included the surrounding woods,

all 120 acres of them!

Oh, my.

All prime potential suburb,

hundreds and hundreds

of sweet little cookie-cutter homes.

But you'll tear down all the trees.

It's called progress, okay?

Get over it.

I think Real Estate 101 is over.

Now eat.

Why did you give her the house?

She was selling it for me.

It was far too big for me

on my own.

I can't believe I was so foolish

as to have trusted her.

Why have us live here?

After nine years,

any unoccupied home

becomes property of the county.

She needed someone

in here fast.

All right, show time.

Now, anyone...

and I mean anyone...

has anything to say out of line,

and Max becomes family history.

You'll never get away

with this, Rebecca.

I probably wouldn't

if my real name was Rebecca!

What's your real name?

Nice try, sweetheart.

Remember, happy family!

- Evening.

- Hi.

Okay, listen.

Everybody just do as she says.

It's not worth

jeopardizing Max, okay?

Wait.

If that's not Estelle...

then it must be... Ted!

Roxy, listen to me.

No heroics, no detecting, nothing.

Understand?

Yeah, sure.

Okay.

Well, everything seems to be in order.

Here's a cashier's cheque.

Congratulations.

I've never seen

so many zeros in all my life.

Although it's going to be sad

leaving here.

I mean, so many memories.

Well, I'm off.

So long, everyone.

Wait.

- Why don't you join us?

- What?

What?

The poor man must be famished,

and doesn't our happy little family

pride itself on its hospitality?

Well, I tell you, I wouldn't mind

a slice of that sweet potato pie

I see on the table.

Well, then.

Oh, Roxy.

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, no!

Wait, wait, wait,

what's going on?

What's going...

Oh, jeez. Oh, boy.

Roxy, Roxy?

Uh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh?

This is Heffa... hello, hello?

Oh, no, no, no!

Ramma, you fool.

Think, think, think,

think, think, think, think.

This is bad,

this is very, very bad. Okay.

What was that?

Who's there?

It's only a mouse.

It's only a mouse!

Please, please,

please be a mouse!

My goodness, that was good.

Here, have some greens.

- No!

- No!

Well, I didn't realise I was imposing.

- I'll be going, then.

- No, no, no.

It's just a little game we play.

You mention the colour green,

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