Excerpt from Spring Break Sleuths Book 2, A Hoodlum in Haddam

Kelby’s car, a pearl-white Subaru in decent enough shape, was parked as far from the comic book shop as it could get without sitting in the neighbor’s lawn. Tashawn moved his hands around without actually touching the trunk, clearly ill-versed in the fine art of busting into cars.

Tanekwa handed him a bobby pin. Tashawn stared at it. “People still use these?” he said.

“You complaining?”

“Who, me?” Tashawn jiggled the pin in the lock and tried to look like he knew what he was doing. Apparently...