Secrets

A moment later, the gang had brought the mysterious object to the tool shed in the zoo. It was to be their new investigation hideout. They had turned the workbench into a temporary lab table.

"Alright, here goes," V took a deep breath as she gently laid down the tapped up walnut on the table in front of her.

Shinning a bright table lamp onto the walnut, the gang surrounded it, observing it curiously

"Alright, stand back," ordered V producing a sharp pen knife.

She began cutting the sides slowly as though she was an expert trying to diffuse a bomb.

"You'd think it was a bomb or something," mumbled Benny.

Dawson sniggered.

V turned to them with furrowed eyebrows and continued her delicate operation.

"Okay, it's open," V said excitedly.

The gang peered carefully into the shell.

There was a crumpled piece of orange paper in it.

"I wonder what it is," questioned Benny.

V handed the paper to Benny.

"You should open it since this is your uncle's mystery."