Chapter Twelve
Back at camp, Naomi and Sophia were on the prowl.
They’d changed out of their Little dresses, each one wearing dark leggings and a t-shirt, trying to blend in as much as possible as they stayed close to the trees and bushes.
It had taken some doing, but they’d managed to locate which cabin Derek was in. He’d rented one with another guy, and thanks to spying on the two men as they chatted outside, they now knew that guy’s name was Chad.
Others had to be involved. The attack with the silly string and water guns had revealed at least four perpetrators. But right now, this was a start.
“We don’t know this Chad guy is in on all this,” Naomi whispered as she hunkered low behind a row of shrubs not far from the cabin.
“True. But he seems just as douchie as Derek, from what I’ve heard him saying,” Sophia replied quietly.
Naomi laughed. She couldn’t refute that assessment. They’d overheard some conversation that revealed both men to be arrogant, sexist jerks.
She watched a moment and then said, “They’re on the move. Come on.”
They gave the two men a head start and then crept quietly after them. The trees eventually gave out, so they just hung back as far and as casually as they could, making it appear as if they were simply out for a nighttime stroll.
Thankfully, the guys never cast a glance over their shoulders or seemed to notice that anyone was following.
A moment later, at the front of the parade ground, near the flagpoles, the guys met up with two women.
They looked to be the same ones Derek had been sitting with at dinner the night before.
Having to keep their distance to not be noticed, Naomi and Sophia couldn’t hear what was being discussed. But it sure looked suspicious, as if they were conspiring, though Naomi thought that might just be her imagination.
She quickly learned her first inclination was right. The group was up to no good. That much was confirmed when the men and women split, with the guys going back in the direction they’d come. Naomi and Sophia quickly jumped behind a row of bushes and were close to being spotted, it seemed, but neither Derek nor Chad acted as if they noticed them.
After a few moments, Naomi said, “Something tells me we should follow the women.”
Sophia nodded and they set out, hurrying to catch up to their quarry.
***
“You were right,” Sophia commented as they entered the kitchen area of the cafeteria.
It was supposed to be closed for the night, but the front door was still unlocked while the building and grounds folks did a little work around the place. This allowed the two suspicious women—and Sophia and Naomi—entry.
Inside, the women had hurried to the giant, walk-in fridge. Holding back, Sophia and Naomi watched as they stole about two dozen eggs.
Once the women were gone, Naomi slowly rose from behind the large, industrial, stainless-steel island she and Sophia had been hiding behind.
“I’ve got a pretty good idea what they’re going to do with those eggs,” she said.
“Yeah. Attack us again!” Sophia said.
“Should we turn them in to Director Chloe?” Naomi wondered aloud.
After a few seconds, Sophia shook her head. “That might just tip her off that we’re following them and planning something.”
“True,” Naomi said as a mischievous grin split her lips. “It will be better for us to nail them ourselves.”
“Yep,” Sophia said. “Come on. Let’s go see what else we can catch them doing!”
With that, the Littles headed out the back door of the kitchen, ready to do some more spying. They couldn’t see where their targets had gone, but maybe they could find them somewhere in the night.