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“The cash box!” hissed George. “Get the

cash box. Hurry up!”

Billie was too scared to move an inch.

What should she do? Suddenly she had an

idea. Carefully and slowly she pulled her

phone from her pocket and sent a text to

Poppy.

“Help. Get police to come to Bizkit

Biscuits now. Thieves in reception,” it said.

Meanwhile, Mick had put the banana

back and picked up the cash box. Then he

walked back round to the front of the

counter. There was a tiny gap in the

counter. If she peeped through Billie could

take a look at the thieves. They wouldn’t

see her, but she would be able to describe

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