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out.”
    â€œGood idea,” said Kate as she plugged in her small computer.
    Elizabeth glanced into the open suitcase and had to laugh. Only a few clothes were in the suitcase. Most of it was packed with electronic gadgets and doodads.
    Kate’s fingers began to fly as she punched in her blog’s address and logged in with her password. “Hooray! I have six comments!” she exclaimed.
    Elizabeth looked over Kate’s shoulder as she began responding to each one. “Your blog is really getting popular. Besides the comment from Bailey, the rest are from people I’ve never heard of.”
    Kate smiled. “Two of them are from my cousins. But the other three are from strangers. My blog is getting famous!”
    â€œWell, hurry up. I want to hear about all these gadgets you brought. And I’m eager to show you the Riverwalk,” Elizabeth told her.
    â€œMost of these comments are just telling me they like my blog. It’s more fun when I get actual questions to answer. But hey, I’m not complaining.” She finished typing her last response, then turned her attention to her suitcase. “A lot of these are the same ones I had when we were at camp together. But here’s a new one. It’s a bug.”
    â€œA bug?” Elizabeth asked, crinkling her nose.
    â€œYeah, you know. Like the spies use. You can hide it and listen. It’s better than the one we used on Biscuit’s collar at camp. Instead of recording, we can actually listen as the conversation is taking place.”
    â€œOh, kind of like a walkie-talkie?” asked Elizabeth.
    â€œWell, sort of. Picture those police shows, where the police hide outside the house in a van, listening to the bad guys’ conversation. This is what they use.”
    Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she held the tiny tool. “Whoa,” she whispered. “This is too cool.”
    Kate held out another small device. “This is a tracker. Why don’t you put it on your phone while I’m here, to keep from losing it. During the trip, I had it on Biscuit’s collar, in case we got separated.”
    â€œThat’s a good idea,” said Elizabeth, slipping the device on her phone. “So, are you ready to go?”
    â€œYep,” Kate said, and the girls headed to the living room.
    â€œMom, Dad, can we roam around the Riverwalk for a little while?” asked Elizabeth.
    â€œYes, but don’t go past the Fiesta Noche. The time now is two forty-five. Take your cell phone and check in with us in an hour. Plan to meet us in the lobby at five o’clock for dinner,” said Mrs. Anderson.
    Kate slipped the leash around Biscuit’s neck and attached the small tracker to his collar. With a wave, the two girls headed out the door.
    In the lobby, the girls pushed open the heavy glass doors that led to the Riverwalk. Outside, Kate adjusted her glasses. “Whoa! This is so cool. It’s even better than the pictures! Here, hold this,” she said, handing Biscuit’s leash to Elizabeth. She rummaged through her backpack and pulled out her camera phone. “Smile!” she said, and snapped a picture of Elizabeth kneeling next to Biscuit. A riverboat rumbled past in the background.
    Kate then pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number.
    â€œWho are you calling?” Elizabeth asked.
    â€œMy parents. They told me to call them as soon as I arrived, but I got so excited, I forgot.”
    There was an answer at the other end of the line, and Kate began talking to her mother. Elizabeth walked with Biscuit to the water’s edge, taking in the scenery. Soon, she heard a familiar
pa–pa–pa–put…rrrr…rrrr…pa–pa–put
. Looking to her left, she could see that once again, a River City Cruise boat had died.
    Kate hung up the phone and said, “What are we waiting for? Let’s go!” Then, noticing Elizabeth’s concerned look, she said,