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chosen by a class vote,”George said. “Juliana didn’t have any say in the selection.”
    â€œThat might not make any difference to Mrs. Nardo,” Bess said. “Criminals always believe what they want to believe.”
    â€œWell, should we start by questioning Mrs. Nardo?” George asked.
    Nancy shook her head. “As much as I hate to say it, I think we should start with Amanda,” she said. “She’s shown us a side of her we’ve never seen before.”
    Bess and George nodded.
    â€œAmanda has really been pushy about her ONITAP designs,” Bess said. “Maybe she decided that if her designs weren’t going to be part of the fashion show, then
nobody’s
designs were!”
    â€œIt certainly looks that way,” Nancy said.
    George shook her head in disbelief. “Who would ever have thought that Amanda Johnson was a criminal?” she said.
    â€œWell, we don’t know that for sure, George,” Nancy said. “I’ll admit that the evidence certainlypoints in her direction, but we need to keep an open mind.”
    â€œNancy’s right,” Bess said.
    â€œSorry,” George said. She sighed. “It’s just that the fashion show is so important to our school that I can’t believe any of our classmates would try to destroy it.”
    Since it was still light out, the girls got permission to go to Amanda’s house on their bicycles. When they got there, Amanda and her mother were just getting out of their car.
    â€œHey, Nancy, Bess, George!” Amanda shouted. “What brings you here?”
    â€œThat’s the friendliest she’s sounded in a couple weeks,” Bess whispered.
    â€œWe just wanted to talk to you about something, if you have the time,” Nancy said.
    Amanda turned to her mother. “Do you need help with the bags?” she asked.
    â€œNo, sweetheart, that’s fine,” Mrs. Johnson said. “Ask your father to come out. You run along and visit with your friends.”
    Nancy, Bess, and George followed Amanda inside. Amanda gave her father a hug, told him that her mom wanted his help bringing in the groceries, and then led the way to her room.
    â€œSit anywhere that’s comfortable,” Amanda said as she fell onto her bed. “What’s up?”
    Nancy sat down in a purple canvas sling chair. “You’ve been acting kind of weird in art class lately,” she said. “What’s up with you?”

    Amanda blushed. “Well, it’s just that, uh, well …”
    â€œWe’re sorry your ONITAP designs weren’t chosen,” Bess said.
    â€œBut where did that name come from?” George asked. “It’s kind of strange.”
    â€œWell, it, uh, just sort of came to me,”
    Amanda said, “you know, like a vision, something like that.”
    â€œAmanda, are you trying to destroy the fashion show?” Bess asked.
    â€œNo! Of course not!” Amanda said. She let out a long sigh. “I was just doing Peter a favor.”
    â€œPeter?” Nancy said. “Peter Patino?”

    Amanda nodded. “I’m surprised nobody figured it out,” she said. “‘ONITAP’ is ‘Patino’ spelled backward.”
    Nancy looked embarrassed. “You’re right,” she said. “We should have figured that out.”
    â€œI don’t understand,” George said.
    â€œPeter has always wanted to be a fashion designer,” Amanda explained, “but he was too embarrassed to let people know.”
    â€œThat’s silly,” Bess said.
    â€œIt sure is,” George agreed.
    â€œDo you think Peter is trying to destroy the fashion show?” Nancy asked.
    â€œNo way,” Amanda said. “He plans to show his designs to all the people who’ll be there.”
    â€œWell, we can cross you off our suspect list,” Nancy said.
    â€œWe didn’t want you to be guilty,