" This is an official warrant to search your home for stolen candy.” “What are you talking about?” Mom demanded. “Teddy here is the number one suspect in a heist perpetrated this morning at Carly Cougar’s Candy Corner. I suspect the stolen items may have been concealed within your domicile.” “Be our guest,” I said. “Feel free to search the house.” “Oh, I will,” Marge sneered. She turned toward the previous location of our front door—and only then did it occur to her that something was seriously wrong. Her expression went blank. “Where’s your house? "

― Stuart Gibbs , Big Game (FunJungle, #3)