There was a battering on my bedroom window as I peered out for my neighbour, James Hartman, to arrive. Ever since he moved in next door everything changed. He thought me how to do magic. I have been learning for 4 years now and am growing in strength. His car pulled up in front of his house. I pulled on my boots, stood up and walked out of my room. I walked out the front door and stepped onto the porch. I could see two men in the back of his car. I strolled over as casually as I could and opened the door. The orange one spoke first. He said he was a private detective and was looking for a prisoner and needed my help. I grinned in joy.