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envelope. Tim sorted through the dollars, rupees and yen, searching for euros. He found a few and pocketed them, then closed the envelope and opened the one marked PASSPORTS.
    There were five passports inside—and there should have been six. One was missing. Max must have come here earlier this morning and taken his.
    Tim grabbed three passports—his, Natascha’s and Grk’s—then put the file back in the cabinet and went to find the others.
    While Tim was eating breakfast and buying tickets, Natascha had packed a backpack with everything that they could possibly need for a trip to Paris.
    This is what she put in her backpack:
    A bunch of bananas (in case they got hungry).
    A bottle of water (in case they got thirsty).
    A bar of chocolate (in case they ate all the bananas).
    Some Band-Aids (in case they got hurt).
    A notebook (to keep notes).
    Two pens (to write notes).
    Two pencils (to write notes that could be rubbed out).
    An eraser (to rub notes out).
    A pocket English-French dictionary (to talk to French people and read French signs).
    A book (to read on the journey).
    Another book (in case she finished the first one).
    A spare sweater (in case it got cold).
    A blanket (in case it got even colder).
    A spare leash for Grk.
    She stuffed everything inside the backpack. It was extremely heavy. She thought about taking a few things out, lightening the load, then decided not to. You never know what you might need on a trip to Paris.
    Now, Natascha was standing by the front door, holding her backpack in one hand and Grk’s leash in the other, wondering what had happened to Tim.
    Grk was standing at her feet with his tail wagging quickly from side to side. He didn’t know where they were going and he didn’t care.He was just looking forward to getting out of the house and smelling the new day.
    Natascha glanced at her watch. She was getting impatient. She had been waiting for a long time. When she finally saw Tim, she said, “What’s taken you so long?”
    “I’ve been doing stuff.”
    “What kind of stuff?”
    “Important stuff. I’ve been buying tickets and getting passports and finding money and having breakfast.”
    “Breakfast?” Natascha could hardly believe what she was hearing. “We don’t have time for breakfast! Don’t you realize we’re in a hurry?”
    “I’m almost ready now.”
    “Almost?” Natascha glanced at her watch again. “We’re going to be late. Come on, let’s go. We have to leave this minute. Or we’re going to miss our train.”
    “I’ve just got one more thing to do,” said Tim. He turned round and ran toward the kitchen.
    Natascha shouted after him, “What are you doing? Hey! Tim! Come back! We have to go!”
    Tim took no notice. There was one final thing that he had to do and he wasn’t going to leave the house before he’d done it.
    There was a shopping list stuck to the fridge. Tim took it off and turned it over. The back was blank. He placed it on the kitchen table and scrawled a quick note. This is what he wrote:
    Dear Mum and Dad
,
    I have gone to Paris with Natascha and Grk. Max is in trouble. We have to help him
.
    I have taken our passports and Dad’s spare credit card and some euros too
.
    Sorry!
    See you later
.
    Loads of love from Tim
    He put the note in the middle of the kitchen table where it couldn’t be missed. When his parents came home from work that night, they would see it immediately.
    Tim could imagine exactly what would happen next. His mum would cry. His dad would panic. They would be terrified that something terrible had happened to their son.
    Tim didn’t like the thought of his parents panicking. He wondered how he could make things easier for them.
    He had an idea. He could add a few more sentences to his note, explaining exactly why he was planning to go to Paris and what he was intending to do when he got there. He chewed the end of the pen and tried to think of the right words to say.
    But before a single word could take shape in his