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PURPOSEFUL CLUES
NSA Command Center
“Fig?” Jana said. “What do you mean fig? You’re telling me that the inside of the broadhead was hollowed out, and it was packed with fig preserves? That doesn’t make any sense.”
Uncle Bill looked over his glasses at her. “No kidding. And it’s certainly not as if we are assuming the assassin spilled his Fig Newton cookies just before he fired the crossbow bolt at Stevie.”
Cade looked at Knuckles with a grin on his face and said in his best British accent, “It’s not a cookie mother, it’s a Newton.”
Knuckles looked like a lost puppy.
Cade added, “Oh, you’re too young to remember that commercial.”
“Commercial?” Knuckles said. “What commercial?”
“All right, boys, enough,” Jana said. “Hysterical. Yes, the commercial where the little English boy get
