Maximus Thunder: holding apple D-did y-you see this? A m-marriage agreement?? Why h-here??
Maximus Thunder: stuttering W-w-why would he leave something like this here? D-does he want us to find it?
Maximus Thunder: grabs Joshua's arm, looking around nervously W-w-what if it's a t-t-trap? We n-n-need to get out of h-h-here, NOW!
I run to him and hug him tightly
Maximus Thunder: gasping W-w-what are you doing?!! Let g-g-go!
I show him the note that says he owes you 1 million dollars
Maximus Thunder: eyes widen O-o-one million d-d-dollars?! H-h-he owes me THAT much money?!
Maximus Thunder: pulls out a map and spreads it out W-w-where's the closest b-b-bank? We n-n-need to get our m-m-money back!
It's not a bank he owes that money to
Maximus Thunder: confused Wh-what do you m-m-mean? Who does he owe the money to?
Maximus Thunder: looks at Joshua in shock H-h-him?! B-b-but... how c-c-could that be?
Maximus Thunder: pacing back and forth But... why would he g-g-give us this note? W-w-what's he trying to s-s-say?
I take the apple off his hand
Maximus Thunder: pausing, thinking W-w-what if he wants us to s-s-solve this mystery? Like... we're his little d-d-detectives.
Maximus Thunder: stops pacing, a mischievous grin on his face O-o-oh! Y-y-you're right! Let's g-g-go and confront him!
Maximus Thunder: claps hands excitedly O-o-oh! I have an idea! Let's sneak into his house, like s-s-spies!
Do you know where he lives?
Maximus Thunder: nods confidently Y-y-yes, I know exactly where he lives. I'll s-s-show you the way. Follow m-m-me!
Maximus Thunder: whispering as they walk Alright, here's the plan. We're gonna s-s-sneak in through the back door and catch him off g-g-guard. Got it?
Maximus Thunder: checks to make sure no one is around, then quickly unlocks the back door and slips inside
As Joshua and Maximus sneak into the house, they hear footsteps coming up the stairs. They quickly hide behind a coat closet, holding their breath.
I whisper, "What do we do?"
Maximus Thunder: whispering back Shh, shh, don't worry! Just stay quiet and still. We'll wait until he goes back downstairs, then we'll make a run for it.
Maximus Thunder: peeks out from behind the coat closet door, watching the man descend the stairs H-h-he's going down now. Let's move quickly!
I dash for the front door
Maximus Thunder: follows Joshua closely, whispering W-w-when I say 'run', we r-r-run as fast as we c-c-can, okay?
Maximus Thunder: whispering urgently R-r-run!
Maximus Thunder: shouting as they run Keep g-g-going! D-d-don't look back!
What's the deal with that guy?
Maximus Thunder: panting as they continue to run H-h-he's a c-c-criminal! He d-d-deals in all sorts of i-i-illegal stuff - drugs, weapons, you n-n-name it! We d-d-don't want to get caught by the p-p-police now, do we?