Miles looked angry and tired. He was grounded.
   And of all days, on a Sunday.
His phone wasn't grounded though.
     It buzzed.
"Hello. "
"Gwen here. "
"What's up Gwen? "
"Well, come real quick, Detective Scott is here. "

"Detective who? "
"Scott. The man I told you would help, remember? "
"Help? "

"Don't tell me you forgot? "
"Oh oh. That juvenile stuff? "
"Yes, genius. "
"Well. I'm grounded. "
Gwen chuckled, "As in for real? "
"For real! "
"Alright, I'll make a call to your mom."
"Gwen, you don't understand... Hello?"
The line was dead.

...
A few moments later, it buzzed again.
"Gwen I told you... "
"She said you're ungrounded till seven. "
"By seven, you mean...? "
"Don't be a suss. I'm picking you up. This won't take long. "
"You're not telling me you're driving, right? "
"Wait and see. "

***

"This was a bad ideaaaaaa...." Miles tightened his seat belt.

They were at Gwen's house within a nanosecond.
"Is your mom home? " Miles blushed. Gwen ignored him.

"Here we go. Detective Scott, this is Miles. Miles, this is Detective Scott. "
They both shook hands.

"Gwen tells me you want to be a computer scientist. "
Miles blushed deeply, "Well, I-I have no... "

"You said so." Gwen turned to Scott, "Detective he's the one I told you about. "

"Oh, I know him. Your dad in particular. " He said to Miles, "He was a good police chief. Anyways, whatever happened to your scholarship? "

Miles recounted the sad story.

"I'll see what I can do! " Detective Scott said, getting up, "Here, call me when you need anything. "

"Thank you sir. "