Brand- Stealth

When he woke, it was still dark out. He sat up, waited for his eyes to adjust, and then screamed and nearly fell out of bed.

Mr. Brand was sitting on the edge of his mattress. He looked completely different than he did at school. His face was shaved, his hair was washed, and he was dressed in an expensive-looking dark gray suit. In his hand he held a small black case.

“How did you get in my window?” Jackson cried. “I keep it locked.”

Brand smiled. “It’s a spy thing.”

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