Elena is pacing up and down my house with a big frown on her face. I am still sitting on my bed, hugging my knees and staring blankly into the wooden floor. “This doesn’t make any sense,” my best friend murmurs into her chin. I agree with her, it doesn’t add up at all.
I just can’t understand, what could the thief possibly want with my pendant? Yes, it must have been worth a fortune, but all those other pieces of jewellery in the box were probably ten times as expensive. Why not just grab the box, if it was money they were after? And besides, there is my name written on the back of the pendant. Trying to sell it would be stupid.
Suddenly there’s a knock on the door. I bolt up before Elena is able to react and open it right up. I know who is standing behind them before I even grab t
