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Page 64 Myra flips the light off and closes the door. “We’d better get back to the kitchen. I wouldn’t want to get caught here.” As she is talking you’re getting the stairs to the attic. “You go on dwon,” you tell her. “I’ll be along in a moment.” Myra looks at you apprehensively. Then, quick and quiet as a cat, she disappears down that stairs. You find your way up two sets of stairs to the attic. As you shine your flashlight around you notice a door. You pull it open. The scent of cedar is unmistakable—you’ve found the right closet! Your flashlight beam guides you to a panel in the right rear corner. Wedging the blade of your pocketknife into a crack between the panel and the one next to it, you slowly pry off the unfastened panel. Your eyes rest on a small leather box. Unlatching the lid, you find a large collection of brilliant white diamonds. One of them is larger than you thought a diamond could be. You stare at the sparkling gems in amazement. Sylvia Ruston wasn’t kidding. You’re about to put the diamonds in your pockets, but then you stop a second to think. You don’t have any right to take the diamonds. You can’t be sure who owns them, and you’ve already taken quite a few risks. Your luck could run out at any time. If you take the diamonds, turn to page 38 If you leave them and put back the wood panel, turn to page 100.