Bab 260: The Final Plan

"Alright," he said. "Now we have something on our hands. The question is, what ideas do we have?"

"What do you mean?" September asked, as he chuckled. He responded back, "We need ideas, like how are we gonna take it from him. We can't just bust in there, because he'll have time to escape."

"Makes sense," I said.

"So, we have to lure him, but how?" Mr. Drails said, pacing around the room.

I looked around, although I'm not sure why I did that, but I just did. But that—apparently—mustered an idea into my brain.

"Wait. What if we pretend to make a murder scene?"

It was as if the room paused completely, as everyone looked at me. Some were intrigued, and some were concerned.

"Murder scene?" Mr. Drails muttered to himself. "How would that work?"

"Well… maybe we could get a few YMPA agents to pretend to make a murder scene, in which it would force Matthew Lock to escort himself from the Bronx."