Ghost Detectors: I'm Gonna Get You!

Ghost Detectors: I'm Gonna Get You! — page 9
Not until you tell me what you did with it Cocoa leaned so close he could smell the tuna fish sandwich still lingering on her breath Just tell her Dandy begged He slowly backed away like he might scream and sprint off at any moment I don’t even know what she’s talking about Malcolm said Cocoa squinted at him I’m talking about my iPod loser I know you took it True Malcolm had snuck her iPod out of her room He’d heard of people picking up spirit messages on walkie-talkies and in TV static Ghosts liked communicating through electronics He figured if Cocoa could download music on it then maybe he could rig it to download ghost voices So he’d simply converted her iPod into an apparition-receiving device Once it was