"That houseboat is in it, too," Barby stated positively.
"How do you know?" Scotty asked.
"It's too flashy," Barby explained. "Too bright. Really nice people wouldn't have a boat that color. You wait and see, they're in this somehow!"
Rick shook his head, more in sorrow than in anger. "Good thing the boat isn't bright red," he said wearily. "That would really be proof they're criminals!"
CHAPTER XIII
The Megabuck Mob Acts
Barby Brant flew up the stairs and ran down the hall, skidding to a stop in front of Rick's door. Then, conscious that her burst of speed was less than dignified, she drew herself up and tapped on the door gently.
Rick had just finished dressing. He opened the door, and his eyebrows went up at Barby's poorly concealed excitement.